Views from the Reading Room

I've had this earworm stuck in my head all day. Oddly, I managed to avoid it yesterday, but this morning, there it was. It might be less annoying if I could remember all of it - even after looking up the lyrics this afternoon, I forget what comes after "Below, below, below" ...

I shouldn't be celebrating the death of the Wicked Witch of the West, not because that's icky (she did enough damage not to be forgiven for a hundred years), but because her legacy is still with us. Her current heirs and assigns are doing their best to finish the job of destroying the society she didn't believe in ...
( digression about that )
... and in her wildest dreams, I don't suppose she imagined they'd get away with privatising the NHS, but here we are.

I found a site about positive things we can do to remember the people her government attacked, but I can't get that song out of my head ...
Sing it high
Sing it low
Let them know the wicked witch is dead.