An early-eighties flashback:
BIRTH BALLAD
It was just about midnight
And up out of bed
Jumped Marsha. "I've got
A contraction," she said.
They kept coming on,
And I timed them with care.
They lasted ten minutes,
Which didn't seem fair.
By one they were coming
Five minutes apart.
So I called up the doctor
And he said to start.
So I shaved and I dressed
And was ready to go,
But Marsha threw up
And held up the show.
Then we got in the car
And I stepped on the gas
With the perfect excuse
For speeding - at last!
The rest - it all blurs,
But after six hours
Out came a boy!
Sweet joy! He was ours!
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