Dark rewrite of the classic song Going To The Chapel
Chorus
Going to the clinic and I'm going to have an abortion
Going to the clinic and I'm going to have an abortion
Going to the clinic and I'm going to have an abortion
Going to the clinic of planned parenthood
Spring is here and I'll be damned if that stick did't turn blue
Whoa! All my ex boyfriends and sleezy one night stands mouths drop
As if they already knew
Today's the day, I'll say, 'Doc, please do.'
And then I won't have this problem of being pregnant anymore
Going to the clinic and I'm going to have an abortion
Going to the clinic and I'm going to have an abortion
Going to the clinic and I'm going to have an abortion
Going to the clinic of planned parenthood
Because I'm going to the clinic and I'm gonna get an abortion
Going to the clinic and I'm gonna get an abortion
Geez, don't have a cow, people
Just because
I'm not ready to be a mother
So I'm going to the clinic and I'm going to get an abortion
Get an abortion
At the planned parenthood clinic
Got no wedding ring
Got turned down by that creep slime
Whoa, oh no
I don't wanna be his and he don't wanna be mine
If we had this baby
Don't you know
We would just wind up hating each other
Till the end of time
So don't go gettin' steamed and accusing me of a crime
Just because I don't wanna be pregnant anymore
Going to the clinic and I'm going to have an abortion
Going to the clinic and I'm going to have an abortion
Going to the clinic and I'm going to have an abortion
Going to the clinic of planned parenthood
Because I'm going to the clinic and I'm gonna get an abortion
Going to the clinic and I'm gonna get an abortion
Going to the clinic of planned parenthood
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Going to the clinic of planned parenthood
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Going to the clinic of planned parenthood
And ain't nothing or no one gonna stop me now
Oh whoa, no no no.....
(Fade Out)
2008 Ramona Thompson
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Many people chat about abortion and then, at the right time, are silent. This poem tells us something which, at least, deserves a note of respect.