Transvestia

"Oh Johnny, come see what you're to wear Pink dress, pink panties and a ribbon for hair Little white socks and little black shoes So pretty and nice; you couldn't refuse."

I wanted to run and to hide

But meekly I went to her side

We sat upon the edge of the bed

And soon the pink dress slipped over my

The fitted bodice and flaring skirt

head.

So different from my pants and shirt The panties were rayon, pink. and with lace I wiggled a bit as she pulled them in

place.

Shoes and socks and hair ribbon tied T'was Mother's wish and I complied And so I was dressed from head to toes In Suzy O'Toole's borrowed clothes.

Mother stepped back and admired me

She smiled, then giggled and laughed, in

glee

"My Johnny, you're a precious dear Come see yourself in the full length

mirror,"

I looked - and wonder filled my eyes I marveled, over my pretty disguise How fascinating that strange reflection Frocked in lovely pink perfection.

I heard my Mother's gentle voice

"Johnny dear, had it been my choice

God would have sent me a baby girl

With long blonde hair to comb and curl.

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