The Tranny And The Ladyboy

Who would have imagined that the pressing question of the day is, Who is more representative of American culture, the Tranny or the Ladyboy? To answer this question I spoke to one of each. The Ladyboy was a good looking young man, though I felt a more muted lipstick would better compliment his complexion. The Tranny said he hadn’t started the surgeries yet but was looking forward to completion of the process and was a real woman and looked like Michelle Obama.

A woman real, the tranny said, and though some think I’m nuts
I cannot wait to see results when surgeon makes his cuts
I’ll be a woman like Michelle, vagina and a womb
And all my kids will grow up bright and each have his own room
A woman yes, said ladyboy, who’s bitchy to her friends
And never will apologize or seek to make amends
You only want to shower with those homely high school girls
And thinking you’ll be welcomed hiding there behind your curls
Now listen here, the tranny screeched, you’ve overstepped your bounds
A woman never is a bitch unless she has good grounds
And furthermore, dear ladyboy, said tranny with a sneer
For bitchiness there is no one like someone who is queer
I left them there and turned around to find them holding hands
And crying for they knew their lives were as the windblown sands

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