Karen made a poem
walking to rehearsal
about children making angels
seeing angels in the chimney flames
Karen is the tall one
with braids down her back
She’s old enough to be
like a lady and have the braids
on her head like a princess

This is the song called Glory in the
Highest, it has to be loud
It’s just about all one note
and we have to hold our mouths right
for this one especially, Glory
I’m sorry for the altos
They have to sing 0 on A
for bars and bars and bars
Karen is the solo, she is a snob