“No One Mourns the Chickens”
Heading to a doctor appointment with my 11yo. Somehow, as whimsy portends, we were singing, but the words changed to “No one mourns the chickens” (with each Good News instead being “bock BOCK”).
Now, at the doctor, she needed a very minor but slight pain inducing procedure. She grapples with anxiety especially at the doctor. She was beginning to panic. Nothing was working. She was starting to spiral.
Me: Wait wait wait, listen, listen, uhhhh….NO ONE MOURNS THE CHICKEENS
Kid: (through tears) bock bock…
Me: NO ONE MOURNS THE CHICKEEENSS
Kid: BOCK BOOOOOOOOOOCCKKKK
So now you all get to have it in your heads that way since we do. Here’s to musical theater, the greatest words in the English language!