Camy Posted May 26, 2009 Report Share Posted May 26, 2009 Bewildered by Camy It's howling mad I tell you It's howling mad I say How could a boy from that family ever turn out gay? His parents love him dearly He does pretty well at school He sings in Church on Sundays and mostly obeys the rules He's dated girls I tell you My daughter loves him much Yet it now appears he's used her, as a bloody societal crutch She says she knew it all along She says he never lied But surely if God's plan was just, a hint I would have espied? A lisp, a mince, a bright pink shirt None of them have I seen So what on earth have I missed? What made the boy a queen? ---- Queen? I'm not a queen! Though I suppose you know no better I'm the same boy I've always been I like blue and hate florid sweaters I love your daughter, but not that way Why should it make a difference? Unless you saw me as a son-in-law Then I'm honoured, please accept my condolence I can't change who I am Frankly nor would I want to I am more than happy in my skin It's who I am .... Now, how about you? Link to comment
DesDownunder Posted May 26, 2009 Report Share Posted May 26, 2009 I like it...how about you? You should include this in your gay opera. It really is quite operatic Camy. You could base it on Mozart's opera, but change the name to Cozy Trans Footy. sorry. Love it as a poem too. Link to comment
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