As Moses came down from the mountaintop, he heard the people of Israel singing. This was good. The tune, St. Catherine, was one he liked, though he still found it difficult to tap toe while carrying two large stone tablets.
(In a weird bit of coincidence, the monastery founded on that spot several centuries later is named St. Catherine's.)
The trouble started when he rounded the corner and noticed not a well ordered worship space with congregants standing in neat pew-like rows, but dancing (and not the liturgical dance kind either) around an enormous golden calf.
He soon regretted his decision to listen to the words of their hymn:
Cow of our fathers (Holy Cow!)
We will be true to you - for now.
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I wish I was as smart as you.
You can explain this to me later.
(Still laughing at those lyrics. You crack me up.)
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