Transvestia

T'was true, I had absolutely nothing to wear No shirts; no pants; no socks; not a pair

All dirty and in the wash today

How would I ever go out to play?

That thought in mind I made a path To the tub for a hot soapy bath Thankful at least for Mother's reprieve

But from the outdoors I had to take leave.

The jangling ring of a telephone bell

The sound of Mother's "Hello, well, well!" I could tell from Mother's sugary tone T'was Suzy's Mother on the phone.

Mother explained my lack of clothes

She listened, then said, "Well I suppose It would be all right. Yes that's very nice." She said it once; she said it twice.

I distinctly heard her laughing 'tee hee' And I knew the Mothers were talking of me Further discussion and then the sound

Of Mother putting the telephone down.

Now clean and dry I thought of my fate Nothing to do but sit and wait Wrapped in my towel on the bathroom floor Hark! the creaking sound of a door.

My Mother's voice and Mrs. O'Toole

"Oh dear, he'll just be a little jewel!" I guessed they had found me something to wear As Mother started up the stair.

"Johnny darling," I heard her call

And out I stepped into the hall

A bright pink dress lay across her arm

I blinked in surprise and sudden alarm.

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