When shall we three meet again

The Isley Brothers, Bill and Jane?


From my birth I’ve been called Bill

Occasionally I feel male still,

Being born with cock and balls

I use the Gents when paying calls.


Sometimes though I don’t feel like him

That’s when I’m Jane with home-made quim

And when I’m in my lady mode

That’s when my nudger’s in the road.


At other times this old heart

Of mine takes on another part;

That’s when I’m neither butch nor femme

Or even one – I’m “They” or “Them”.


There are times when I get confused

But surely it’s for me to choose;

And just as I might choose my sex

I’ll also choose my species next;

It follows from this monologue

I’ve every right to be a frog.


The Isleys, Kermit, she and he

Can be just what we want to be.

Now you might think this rank stupidity

No way, Hose; it’s gender fluidity.


t'Owd Lad ►


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John Coopey

Thu 9th Feb 2023 23:30

Thankyou, Steve. And for the Like, Adam.

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Steve Higgins

Thu 9th Feb 2023 20:08

Topical stuff with a dash of humour! Thanks John

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John Coopey

Thu 9th Feb 2023 09:55

I'm afraid I find it all rather silly, Stephen.
Thanks for the Like, Red Brick.

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Stephen Gospage

Thu 9th Feb 2023 08:29

Keep 'em coming, John. It's a serious subject but there's no reason why it shouldn't be treated with humour.

'I think I'll take advice from Sturgeon
Before I go to see the surgeon'.

Or something like that.

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John Coopey

Wed 8th Feb 2023 23:29

It was Hose, Ghost: he was a Spanish fireman!
And thanks for the Like, Stephen.

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Reggie's Ghost

Wed 8th Feb 2023 22:52

Muy bien Juan, pero esta Jose, no Hose!

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