On the lighter side….
So after I fed my (then) 4 month old grandson, he would invariably go completely limp in my lap with an expression of total ecstasy, as if he had finished an 8 course meal in a 5 star restaurant in Paris. This weekend (5 months later) reminiscing about those earlier months, I wrote this song from the baby’s perspective.
Diddlely Diddlely Dee Da, Whah, Whah, Whah!
Diddlely diddlely dee da whah, whah, whah!
There’s nothing quite like Mama’s milk.
Straight from Mom or a bottle from Dad,
It’s the very best milk that can be had.
Better than a dinner in Paree [Fr. pronunciation of “Paris]
It’s infant culinary ecstasy.
It’s home made, heated naturally,
Especially brewed just for me.
Whenever I need it, I can have it,
Every two hours is a very nice habit,
I can chug it or just dab it.
I just wah, wah and I have it.
Hey Mom, I just realized,
This milk isn’t pasteurized.
And yesterday you ate mango pies
So today’s flavor wins the prize!
Mommy smiles at me as I have my fill,
Daddy marvels as I feast and chill,
Grandmas and grandpas may be over the hill,
But they feed me milk and get a thrill.
Mama’s milk is the best,
Yes, that’s true….
But formula is very good too!
Diddlely diddlely dee da, whah, whah, whah!
Copyright 2018 Abe Cáceres, World House Music