Why I don't sing in a choir.

One morning, the Dutchman and I tried to sing a song about love, taking turns with each word.

DM: Love, love, love...

Me: Love, love, love, love, love...

DM: Love, love, love...

Me: Love, love...

DM: There's nothing you can do that can't be done...

Me: ...Makes the world go round.