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Thread #3711 Message #4132740
Posted By: GUEST,email from Elizabeth Block
18-Jan-22 - 12:21 AM
Thread Name: ADD: Mamas Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up to...
Subject: Lyr Add: MAMAS DON'T LET YOUR BABIES ... SCHOLARS
I'm especially proud of rhyming "bandanna" and "arcana".
MOMMAS, DON'T LET YOUR BABIES GROW UP TO BE SCHOLARS (parody by Elizabeth Block)
Scholars are flabby and pale, they get no exercise They read all night, then they stare at you with red bleary eyes Their tummies are aching with too many meals of bad coffee, fries and Bic Macs Their shoulders are hunched and their fingers are grimy from dusty old library stacks
Mommas, don't let your babies grow up to be scholars Or teachers or preachers or college perfessors Let 'em be cowboys, musicians, actresses Mommas, don't let you babies grow up to be scholars Whether they publish or whether they perish, it's no life for your daughter or son.
Scholars they never go dancing, they won't sing a song You go to a concert or party, they won't come along Their minds are engaged with the tiny details of what some hundred-years-dead author wrote They get all excited and jump up and down when they find them a brand-new footnote
Mommas, don't let your babies grow up to be scholars Let 'em wear a Stetson, chaps, a bandanna And not have their heads stuffed with useless arcana Mommas, don't let your babies grow up to be scholars Chained to their desk with their nose in a book They never have time to eat, let alone cook No wonder they have such a gloomy outlook They never have any fun!