Circa 1956: My family (I’m 2nd from left, middle row)

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

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.


Dig and delve?
Yes, dig and delve
For everything I ever got
I had to dig and delve

2- We hid among the hicks
Created toys out of sticks
But thought we were the best–
God’s perfect picks

This was the only life I knew
All the while I grew
To pass God’s tests
Was what we must do


Oh, a hick–
A dadgummed polygamist hick
Born into a cult
“Plyg!” the ultimate insult

But how was I to know
Someday I would grow
And leave it all behind
This stoic life of woe


Life of woe
Oh, misery and woe
So I left it behind—
Let the sect go

3- A masochistic life
We all did sow
It was the only world
I would ever know

Till one day I’d find
These people were blind–
Sniffing after a “Profit’s” behind

5- So I fled this fanatic cult
Left it behind
Into the world I went
A new life to find

I settled in LA
And found a better way
Now I am a Graduate

6- When I fled the cult
Wasn’t sure what to expect
Times were difficult
Money hard to get

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 a whole new way
From my previous life
Where I had no say

I’m grateful for each day
And the USA
“You’ve come a long way, Babe,”
I tell myself today–
For I’m a cult survivor
And thriver in every way!


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