two of these songs (and no, i'm not telling which ones!) are songs i absolutely love. somehow, i think that must illustrate how a song becomes "dearly loathed" in the first place; it walks that fine line between heartwarming and sickeningly corny, and then gets sung over and over and over and over and over and over... then falls right off the cliff.
here's one on its way down for me. sing in three with monkey-like grin and gentle swaying:
"i see the moon up over my head
it's full and it's round and it shines on my bed
and i wonder, someday, will i live there instead?
on the cheek of my friend, the moon!
"i see the sun when night turns to day
it shines on my work and it shines on my play
when it sets, then i know it's the end of the day
and i might see my friend, the moon!
"i see the stars when daylight is done
they sparkle like diamonds and bits of the sun
and they're brightest and best when the moon takes a rest
when it's sleeping, my friend, the moon!"