Tuesday, December 11, 2018
Wagging the Future
-Jump ahead to Presidential, 2024.
-And the winner will BE…!
-Whoever pays the most hush do-re-me
to loose broads.
-What if a woman runs?
-No reason to change the rule.
-Two women running?
-Why they’ll have each other!
-And what’ll happen to men like us
in this approaching Lesbo Frame?
-Has already happened, Precious.
-Yeah? Well no more you-know-what if you don’t soften much much further!
-No mercy?
-You’re so, like, totally BUTCH!
-Uh huh? Well I step in my Step-Ins every morning same way YOU do!
-Send a herky-jerky via CUNTBOOK!
Labels: butch, feminine, future, lesbian, macho, politics, President, wag
Saturday, June 16, 2018
The Feminine View of History
-Have you watched World Cup?
-Dive-o-rama? Wouldn’t miss it!
-Not since nuns acted out minor biblical
stories, has there been such excitement!
-Be still my heart! But there IS... extraordinary footwork, yes?
-Any collection of ragamuffins does
it as well.
-At any rate, the Greats are even greater
dramatists.
-Like common schnooks fetching the mail and slipping. But then the horrible PAIN!
-Passing o’er their supremely ugly brillo-
bearded faces!
-Academy-Fuckin-Award!
-And often it’s a phantom fall with no
other nun in the vicinity.
-The facial distortions even worse then!
-What a thoroughgoing girly-girly fraud!
-And they wonder why it doesn’t catch
on here?
-We have our politics. Where men are
whiny broads also.
-And the women more butch than men!
-The former should learn this Fairy Soccer!
-Oh no! Heavens to Betsy! That would
so SO! frighten the European cream puffs whilst they flop!
Labels: "football", Academy Award, acting, diving, feminine, flopping, footwork, fraud, men, soccer, women
Saturday, May 26, 2018
Gusto!
(Marko and Hal, Sing, Duet, mostly)
Oh it’s always fair weather
when good fellows get together.
(great Basso-Mustering then)
With a stein on the table!
(One or the other, trailing off)
And a…a...
-The task our young women hath laid upon us is challenging but achievable.
-To somehow combine this with Barbie-Warbie’s Wuppy-Buppy Cupcake Song?
-Why not just come out as Pussies?
-Why bother? Understood!
-By the public at large?
-Universe.
-I’m not up to all that!
-Cosmic Pussies? I hear our loins girdling!
-Where are the MEN of yesteryear?
-Looking for some frilly thing to wear!
-HOW frilly?
Labels: compromise, drinking song, feminine, masculine, sex, singing
Friday, May 04, 2018
Metamorphosis
the only way to reverse aging is to become
a mouse.
a mouse.
I’ve been awfully shy at times, so...
no great leap.
And how the Mouse Women flock around!
It’s almost like Take a Number!
Thus I’m exceedingly more virile now.
Dare I say Legend?
Labels: feminine, longevity, masculine, mice
Friday, March 16, 2018
On playing fields of Eton,
lush mid future power
lushes,
Waterloos get won!
Can you, like, imagine?
Mistresses of such men can
not, since pretty myths
try few male subtleties
of earnest sport
and jolly war.
Or, mayhaps,
the feminine
bullshit detector
kicks in.
Labels: Eton, feminine, male, snobbery, Waterloo, wealth, Wellington
Saturday, May 23, 2015
triple-butch beach vball player has beaten up a few boys
Designer brought in to soften. Now, outfits she wears off-court
feminine, despite herself.
Mr Z-Andre also photographs her on Easter Sunday at the
Presbyterian Church of Coconut Grove. Normal, and even pretty.
Floppy-white hat, too, un-hawks her.
But on-court? Pure menace!
So he pins a fragment of a frilly scarf. Floats above her strenuousness,
powder rose.
Emails pour in from men--as he had predicted.
“How come a faggot knows so much about straight men?” pipes
Lippy Snelling, in charge of the balls.
“The question answers itself!” she informs him, with a punch taking
his breath!
Labels: Beach Volleyball, butch, clothes, Coconut Grove, designer, feminine, sex roles, tomboy, volleyball
