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Based on a semi-true story ...
Once there was a She …
who was born a He.
All her life,
a gender-bender.
Hers was a world of strife.
So she went to a gender-mender,
who did amend her.
Declared her employer:
“You’re a gender offender.
"Here’s your pink slip,
have a nice trip.”
“To work, I intend.”
She found a lawyer for to defend
her case in court to contend.
Said the judge to her employer:
“Grrr!
You’re a knob, and a pest.
She keeps her job, and this Court does rest.”
= = =
If you find my poem
Full of crimes against rhymes...
Leave me alone,
and levy no fines.
I’ll not pay even two dimes!
I can’t pretend
my work will not offend.
So be glad we have reached:
The End.
Comments
Crimes against Rhymes?
I'll pay you two dimes
And clear you of any crime
The sentence for the boss
who is clearly at a loss
to be made to wear a skirt
so tight that it hurt
him to walk
That it would make him croak
"Being a woman is no joke"
Not quite as good at the rhyme as yours. Well done
Samantha
This is a delight
I'm not going to try for prose,
but then again I suppose,
Why not?
This was exquisite.
And now I can't think of a rhyme.
Thanks for brightening my day.