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When I was small there was a catchy little ditty about an echo.
Little sir echo,
How do you do?
Hello (hello)
Hello (hello)
...which has now given me an earworm. But never mind.
Several weeks ago, I was on a stroll with my good friend Glinda. As we often do, we walked through the underpass for Niwot Road. We always enjoy all the glorious mural paintings down there, and Glinda let out a lovely expletive, which showed her appreciation for the magnificent artwork.
As she spoke, there it was, a perfect acoustic echo. The echo prompted other words to explore the reverberation and eventually it led to a wonderful two-part rendition of Row, Row, Row Your Boat.
We were enthralled, but I don't think the extremely serious cyclist appreciated it. It was probably because we were blocking both lanes that set him off. It certainly wasn't because of our singing or additional expletives.
All of this led me to thinking that you, dear reader, might enjoy a vocal session in the underpass. As proof of its tonal quality, please go post-haste to the Courier Facebook page and view our rendition of "Jingle Bells."
If you or your loved ones, friends or neighbors decide to try out an echo, take a video and upload it to theCourier’s Facebook page. We'd love to hear from you. Expletives deleted, of course.
Rounds are always good, as are holiday songs. But for sheer entertainment, look up the rest of the words to Little Sir Echo. It's worth the earworm.
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