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A Momoiring Medley: New tracks for our times

Updated: Jan 10


There was a time when songs about mothers were heartfelt and limned in love.

M is for the million things she gave me

O-T-H-E-R is for the other things she did...

But on the cusp of a clearer-eyed new year, in the new clearer-eyed world of today, I cannot help revisiting the world of momoirs, churning with the dark side of mothering and its maleficences, from palaces to peanut galleries, princes royal to princes and princesses Jewish, shrewish and boohoo-ish. And I see the need for a new momusical genre.

Herewith, some numbers to kick it off:


MOMOIRAMA -- THE NEW MUSICAL



1. Song of The Feeble Fleck of Flotsam

I

My mommy was a monster


My daddy was too distant


Though dead and gone they linger on


How could I be resistant?




CHORUS

Yumbiddybiddybiddy yumbiddybum

Yumbiddybiddybiddybum

From out the grave his soul they crave

How could he be resistant?


II

Poleaxed progenitorially


I'm a feeble fleck of flotsam


No character no will no balls


Ain't my fault I don't gots 'em.



Yumbiddybiddybiddy yumbiddybum

Yumbiddybiddybiddybum

You can't hold him accountable

He's just a feckless fleck of flotsam.


III

Adrift on life's cruel ocean


I brave the waves, all rudderless


I weave, I bob, can't keep a job


Why wasn't I born mudderless?



Yumbiddybiddybiddy yumbiddybum

Yumbiddybiddybiddybum

No character no will no balls

Their monster mum made them a bum

Got no gestalt, it ain't their fault

Why wasn't they born mudderless!



2. Song of the Undermined Unbearables


This one hasn't got a mother


That one has one, but she's the worst


Another one was dirty done by both mom and pop


He would off them in a minute if they hadn't gone and kicked off first..

(...the cowards...)


O feel their pain, their parented purgatory


Fadoodled faduddled and forlorn

No, they never were consulted, so no wonder they're insulted


Now they need to sell their story, spill their guts and get some glory


'Cause they never asked to be, should never have been tasked to be


Never asked to be born...


(nor ever would have)


They never asked to be born


(you forced it on them)


No, they never asked to be born


(they came out screaming)


No, they never ever ever ever ever asked...


To be born!!

(it's all on youuuuu...)


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