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[rivka]

When we were in college, my friend Paul Anderson wrote songs that we did not then recognize were filk. Particularly notable were his song about the wealthy hippies who populated our school (entitled "I'm Not Really a Rich White Kid") and the one about the men's movement of the 1990s (That's right, honey, I condemn my gender - now, don't you want to sleep with me?/ I wouldn't use you as a sexual object, I'd use you as a human being!/ Don't worry, baby, 'cause I'm in with the fashion/ I'm six feet of hairy-faced enlightened compassion...).

But today I feel moved to share with you the first two verses of "I'm Glad You're the Woman You Are," which is about Paul's happiness that he's a man:

Well, I never saw a speculum 'til now.
Knew the doctor had to look at you, but didn't quite know how.
You showed me how they use it - all I could think was, "Ow!"
I never saw a speculum 'til now.

A proctology exam is not so nice
But at least it isn't done with a mechanical device.
And if the doctor offered to switch places, you'd think twice.
Proctology is... relatively nice.

Comments

[fairoriana.livejournal.com]

Filk? Is that a folk typo, or a kind of music with which I'm not familiar?

[rivka.livejournal.com]

Not a typo. Learn more here. (http://www.interfilk.org/interfilk/singout.htm)

[fairoriana.livejournal.com]

Cool -- thanks!

[roozle.livejournal.com]

Hmm. Wonder what made you think of that? I can only guess...
I haven't commented much since we met at WorldCon, but Happy New Year, and I'm enjoying following along your LJ comments on many things, baby and pregnancy included.

[neonnurse.livejournal.com]

Tell Paul he is extremely gifted! Great song!