Wednesday, July 4, 2007

High Hopes

Frank Sinatra sang it best:

Just what makes that little old ant
Think he can move that rubber tree plant
Everyone knows an ant can't
Move a rubber tree plant

But he's got high hopes, he's got high hopes
He's got high apple pie in the sky hopes


My golden girls and I used to sing this in high school. We still occasionally sing it to each other when one of us seems to need a boost.

I get depressed with the oldies. Their version of high hopes is that the mail will come early. Yippee!

I have a lot of wishes and dreams. I hope you do too. Just remember that ant ...

Whoops, there goes another rubber tree, whoops there goes another rubber tree, whoops there goes another rubber tree plant.

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