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A Momoiring Medley: New tracks for our times

Updated: Jan 10, 2023

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:


1. Song of The Feeble Fleck of Flotsam


My mommy was a monster

My daddy was too distant

Though dead and gone they linger on

How could I be resistant?


Yumbiddybiddybiddy yumbiddybum


From out the grave his soul they crave

How could he be resistant?


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


You can't hold him accountable

He's just a feckless fleck of flotsam.


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


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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Philip Levitt
Philip Levitt
Jan 13, 2023

Witty, delightful chucklet. Keep 'em coming.


I was born here and I'll die here against my will

I know it looks like I'm movin' but I'm standin' still

Every nerve in my body is so naked and numb

I can't even remember what it was I came here to get away from

Don't even hear the murmur of a prayer

It's not dark yet but it's gettin' there



EarlM Fowler
EarlM Fowler
Dec 25, 2022

So be sweet and kind to mother now and then have a chat

Buy her candy or some flowers or a brand new hat

But maybe you had better let it go at that ...

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