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I was listening to this song just now and it made me think of my mom, who is currently at a Shaw festival in Canada with my dad. (It's from Sondheim's A Little Night Music, about a daughter whose mother is an actress. My mother is not an actress, but it was still good timing:

What if her broach is only glass and her costumes unravel?
What if her coach is second class? She at least gets to travel.
And sometime this summer, meaning soon, she'll be trav'ling to me.
Sometime this summer, Maybe June, I'm the new place she'll see.
Ordinary daughters may think life is better
with ordinary mothers near them when they choose.
But ordinary daughters seldom get a letter enclosing reviews.
Gay and resilent, with applause, What a glamorous life!
Speeches are brilliant if they're Shaw's,
What a glamorous life!

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