Somewhere, under stacks of dusty vinyl records, lies the song of eternal youth. Or at least, the song that keeps playing at kindergarten parties and nobody has the heart to stop it. Enter the looping song, a slick concoction of bubblegum beats and grandfather clock chimes.
Rumor has it that one hit play, it becomes a time capsule, spinning tales of forgotten dances. We call it "The Recursive Waltz of Senile Penguin."
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