Jim Goulder's song about "pregnant people" deserves a companion piece
about "inseminators," referred to by the ignorant as "men." This song is
inspired by a bill which Rep. Chris Rabb introduced in the Pennsylvania
legislature, mandating forced sterilization of "inseminators" that
parent (almost said "who father") three children or reach age 40.
Inseminator Song
Lyrics: Gary McGath, Copyright 2021
Tune: Bizet, "Toreador Song"
Note: The approach to scansion in French opera is very different from
English-language traditions. It took a bit of forcing to get the lyrics
to fit and may require some imagination to make them scan while singing,
but it can work.
You are toast, it's you we're going to render,
Senor, senor, into a eunuch now.
To our fine surgeons you must surrender.
Under anesthesia so you won't have to say "Yow!"
The truth is plain, to this you're fated,
The truth is plain, you have to yield.
Don't fear you're going to be castrated.
Don't fear the going to a fate already sealed.
Texas laws gave us the idea,
And we don't care if you are furious.
Now to parenthood say "See ya!"
Now for acts injurious.
Come on! Lie down! Come on! Come on! Ah! ...
Insem'nator, unguarded.
Insem'nator, insem'nator.
Now think well, yes, think while being chopped,
It's as meat you're regarded,
Your family will be stopped, insem'nator.
Your family will be stopped.
--
Gary McGath
http://www.mcgath.com