If every day was Christmas, with presents on the tree,
And every day a holiday just meant for you and me,
If every wish was granted that you'd made the night before,
I'd wish that I could go "en femme" and walk right out the door.

I'd stroll along the sidewalk and smile at passers by,
And feel so very happy if they didn't bat an eye.
And if they didn't notice that I'm a "Jack" not "Jill",
That for me, without a doubt, would be the biggest thrill.

Janey Lang
21st Nov. 1996.