And things for my eyes that will double their

size

Not to mention powder and base. Fragrant perfume from the French fills the room And I snap my earrings in place.

Of course I will wear a switch of hair Topped with a pretty bow

The veil is flimsy; the hat is a whimsy It's quite stylish you know.

And a purse to clutch is very much The feminine thing to do

I'm afraid I'm in love with kid leather gloves I have a pair that are new.

I feel quite stunning; perhaps even cunning I'm now a woman you see

I can gossip and chatter and talk silly patter With other ladies at tea.

I can toy with my necklace and be quite reckless When out on a shopping spree,

I can be vivacious and even flirtatious And free as fancy free.

They'll say, "She's cute" and "I love her suit" When I high-heel down the street

As demure as a lamb I'll answer to Ma'am And take the gentleman's seat.

I'll slacken my gait and patiently wait For the man to open the door

When asked to dance (dare I take the chance?) The man will guide round the floor

Submissive and pretty; passive yet witty And still you must realize

That I am a man and a very good man

Though dressed in a woman's disguise.

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