all_unwritten prompt: "our song"

At first our song was from Disney's 'Beauty and the Beast' until he found out that Walt Disney was an anti-Semite; then, his Jewishness outraged, we changed our song. A favourite of ours was by the Barenaked Ladies, the lead singer of whom was Jewish, and approved; we danced to it for a year before he announced that Steven Page had ongoing weight issues and that he needed to provide a better role model for American teenagers whom, statistics showed, were more overweight than any time in history, so we changed our song again. This time, admitting that although Elton John was still sexy even though a bit on the plump side, and gay, but that was okay in today's society, we chose 'Your Song', and danced to it for three years until Elton John married David Furnish. Outraged by the twisted use of God's word: "they cannot go forth and multiply!", we changed our song again. The tune is the rustling of divorce papers at the local family court and the jukebox at the western bar where I hang out and shimmy with the handsome cowboy named Joe.