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My family in 1956 — I’m in middle row, 2nd From left

Bio Ballad of a Cult Survivor:
My Bio in Verse, for Better or Worse
(by Stephany Spencer)

1-  I was born some time ago, way out in the sticks,
In a Mormon cult in Mexico, in nineteen forty-six;
By the time I was eleven, we were a family of twelve;
For everything I ever got, I had to dig and delve.
Refrain: Dig and delve? Yes, dig and delve.
For everything I ever got, I had to dig and delve.

2-  We lived among the hicks; created toys out of sticks,
But we thought we were the best — God’s chosen people!
This was the only life I knew, all the while I grew;
To pass God’s tests is what we were here to do.

Chorus
 Oh, a hick! Yes, a dad-gummed polygamist hick,
Born into a cult, “Plyg!” was the ultimate insult;
But how was I to know someday I would grow
And leave it all behind, that stoic life of woe?
Refrain: Life of woe? Oh, misery and woe –
So I left it all behind, a better world to know

3-  A masochistic life of hell we all did sow —
It was the only world I’d ever know,
Till one day I did find these people were all blind —
And sniffing after some false prophet’s behind!

5-  So I escaped this fanatic cult — left it all behind;
Into the world I went, a whole new life to find;
I settled in LA, and found a better way;
And now I am a Graduate of UCLA.

6  When I fled the polygamist cult, wasn’t sure what to expect;
Times were hard and the wages were too low.
But I kept on keeping on, though progress was slow;
‘Twas better than I got in Old Mexico.

7-  Now here I am today, living in a whole new way
From the backward one I started out with;
I’m grateful for each day, and the good ole USA,
“You’ve come a long way, Babe,” I tell myself each day.
TAG: I am a cult survivor, you sure could say —
And a thriver in every way!

         

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