A song was heard in English last week, this is what I wrote.

"The Sound of Music"

An abundance of joy triggers a blalance, leading to thoughts of hate and the urge to destroy. Pauses in the music are like bunnies hopping happily into a fucking blender. Fluffy pink bunnies anyone? No, I have pink frothy bunnies. Ohh Joy--Joy of Joy's. Pink Frothy Fucking Bunnies.