Transvestia

WIG WISDOM

Five score years ago July,

My town was born and named.

To celebrate, a beard I grew, "No lie." Of this I'm not ashamed.

It's long and dark, tinged with red, It is my pride and joy.

Alas, if it were on my head,

I'd look more girl than boy.

Phyllis 22-A-1-FPE

CHOICE

When I was in the Navy,

Upon the briney deep,

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I had no place for privacy, No place, my dresses keep. But when in port, on liberty, As all good sailors will,

I did not fight, get boozey,

But dressed in frock and frill.

Herein, you'll find a moral,

Though I didn't know it then; "I'd rather dress than fight, or I'll Have a long wait, again.

Phyllis

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