I know a ditty nutty as a fruitcake Goofy as a goon and silly as a loon Some call it pretty, others call it crazy
But they all sing this tune: Mairzy doats and dozy doats and liddle lamzy divey A kiddley divey too, wouldn't you?
Yes! Mairzy doats and dozy doats and liddle lamzy divey A kiddley divey too, wouldn't you? (Mairzy Doats/Milton Drake/Al Hoffman. A long time ago, when breakfast was a must, before heading to Elementary School, my mother would introduce a few songs, to brighten our day, my younger sister and I, and sitting in a very cluttered kitchen drinking something called milk coffee, eating rye toast, and of course having home-made chocolate cake, would watch and listen as my mother entertained us with some very STRANGE but unique songs. My mother said all of the songs she sang would somehow help us in our education…not certain if that was the case, but MY creative juices were on fire, and to this moment, I remember our tiniest of kitchens, my sister, and my mother as animated as if she was on stage! Maizy Doats was intended to confuse, but the lyricists were sly enough to hide some gems of sarcasm and political insight during the supposedly Happy Days of the 1950s.
But they all sing this tune: Mairzy doats and dozy doats and liddle lamzy divey A kiddley divey too, wouldn't you?
Yes! Mairzy doats and dozy doats and liddle lamzy divey A kiddley divey too, wouldn't you? (Mairzy Doats/Milton Drake/Al Hoffman. A long time ago, when breakfast was a must, before heading to Elementary School, my mother would introduce a few songs, to brighten our day, my younger sister and I, and sitting in a very cluttered kitchen drinking something called milk coffee, eating rye toast, and of course having home-made chocolate cake, would watch and listen as my mother entertained us with some very STRANGE but unique songs. My mother said all of the songs she sang would somehow help us in our education…not certain if that was the case, but MY creative juices were on fire, and to this moment, I remember our tiniest of kitchens, my sister, and my mother as animated as if she was on stage! Maizy Doats was intended to confuse, but the lyricists were sly enough to hide some gems of sarcasm and political insight during the supposedly Happy Days of the 1950s.
Trump wants to trade Puerto Rico for the white people of Greenland, and of course, the possible offshore oil drilling just to make sure the planet dies an earlier death of carbon poisoning. Flint Michigan, after two years, still is not provided with clean and healthy drinking water. Sean Spicer is dancing with the stars, HUCKABEE is now getting paid even more money to lie, Jews who really want to be considered the chosen people must abide by the laws of the self- imposed Chosen One, named Trump. China is giving Trump the middle finger regarding tariff’s Farmers too stupid to worry about the welfare of their livelihood still prefer the bonus of being bigots, the Nazi’s are still good, and writing policy speech for Trump…and a crazy man who once boasted he could stand in the middle of Times Square and shoot anyone he selected, insists he could get away with it…and Nancy Pelosi pretends she cannot convene her House of Representatives from some perfect foil called RECESS, and Chuckie Schumer is able to beg for money to save the world, but won’t take any action to bring back his own delegation of Democrat Senators, of course, because of RECESS!
And low and behold, as if anything but the removal of Trump from office immediately, is of concern…the remaining Dems running for office pretend that a REAL/GENUINE/LEGIT 2020 election will take place. Warren apologizes for not being as native American as she once proclaimed/Biden is a man of a certain age still full of privilege, hoping we overlook his old prejudices. Bernie sputters along, claiming he is really the chosen. MaryAnn Williamson is full of Zen, Kamala is loved than not loved. Gillibrand is flakey and not certain how to really be strong on anything, Amy Klobuchar tries to be heard but if she is not on Rachel Maddow no one is listening. Pete has points but has been relegated to VP status. Cory Booker and Julian Castro are mad a fuck about Immigration, but too few know who they are…Beto should run for Senate…and Tom Steyer is the only one demanding nothing REALLY can get accomplished unless Trump is IMPEACHED!
I hear all this NOISE, and each day we are closer to either destruction/doomsday/or a dictatorship, and the decay of democracy continues…and all I can hear is my mother singing is: Mairzy doats and dozy doats…Hey, Dems you all are not perfect…Trump is beyond imperfect…THIS year please stop cannibalizing yourselves and do something, not for your OWN ego…but for America!
