If you like girls as people . . . I do

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and want to know them well, you'll try to Meet them on their terms. Be pretty? Be with them, giddy, moody, witty. Share their life, their beauty. Be one! It's jollier to be than see one.

Feel your charm and show your grace. You'll love belonging to this race, Sharing their cloudy mystery, Their dramatic history.

Before you've run one pair of hose You'll feel as real as all of those

Whose spirit, beauty, warmth all lends So much fun to girls as friends.

Sir, and madam, I'd no cause

To tell you this. But you did pause.

You looked at me. I stopped, turned, let you. You smiled approval (I could PET you!)

The madame liked my simple sheath.

The mister... well... he thought "beneath”.

Somehow I had to tell you.

some one!

And not some stupid, square-skulled dumb one . . .

All about myself... to share it.

This adventure... had to bare it!

And explain, though who'd demand it?

And I'm so happy I can't stand it

Just thought I'd tell you... why the change...

That it's not exotic, nor is it strange.

Just to be a girl I do pretend

With that, I'll let the matter end.

(But thank you sir, and thank you ma'am,

For liking me just as I am!)

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