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Daddy served streams of blue-eyed dreams for dinner
Sweet and strong as wine from Spain or France
Momma fed on schedules and winners
While Daddy steered by stars and school-boys' chants
Momma's too young to give up now
She wonders if she's pretty
Momma wants out but she can't see how
She hungers for the city
Momma pushed her plate away one evening
She left the house and did not turn around
Daddy serves memories with seasonings
But Momma's time-steered ship has run aground
Momma's too old to jump a train
She needs to be protected
Memory's loss was heartache's gain
That's not what she expected
Pity's cheap and the city's deep in strangers
So Momma lives on the coins in wishing wells
She keeps a man between herself and danger
While Daddy's casting fishing nets and magic spells