My brain this morning is completely fixated on rewriting We Don't Talk About Bruno from Encanto if PĂ©pa's power was to summon clowns.
We don't talk about Bruno-no-no
We don't talk about Bruno
But
It was our wedding day (it was our wedding day)
And there wasn't a clown in the sky (no clowns allowed in the sky)
Bruno walls in with a mischievous grin (vroom vroom^1)
Are you telling this story or am (I'm sorry mi vida go on)
Bruno says it sounds like clowns (fills me with terrah)
Anxiety fills my brain (Abuela get the seltzahhh)
Married in a clownicane (still a funny day but anyway)
We don't talk about Bruno-no-no
We don't talk about Bruno