JULIE-CAT'S
LITTER BOX of SILLINESS & RHYMES
SONG OF THE C.D.
by Julie-cat
Don't ask me why I seek relief
In slips and bras and sexy briefs.
Or why, when I have half the chance
I'll get into a woman's pants
Yes I'll take a girl to bed.
I wouldn't take her frills instead;
I just wish both these lusts would merge
And I could "dress" when I've the urge
Most times I do wear manly shorts
I do act tough, I do like sports
I could be a judge or cop -
I can ball and be on top!
It's just that some days I can't hide
The sensitive, sweet femme inside.
And if I can't let that girl out
My mirror image starts to pout.
A bit of silk, a touch of lace,
A little make-up on my face
And suddenly to my surprise
A lovely girl's before my eyes
With charms I didn't know I had.
"Hey girl," I whisper, "You're not bad!"
Oh, sure it might be vanity
But oooh, I love the girl I see!
Someone else might laugh or gasp
To watch me hooking my bra clasp
And getting oh so very hot
Pretending being what I'm not.
Forbidden pleasures, naughty guilt!
I like dresses -- but not kilts
And I like wearing manly clothes
When underneath, there's pantyhose!
Oh, C.D. life can be demanding -
My needs need some understanding -
Sometimes I wish I was more "normal."
Sometimes, a bride in a white lace formal!
But Millions are like me, I find;
"Transgendered" body, soul or mind
We're boys most often. Sometimes girls.
The best of sexy different worlds!
So feel your sorrows, pains and joys
The thrill of girls who're really boys
Who play as whores or chambermaids
While wearing diapers, chains or braids
I'd rather be "un-natural"
Than live unfeeling, bland and dull
So cheers to my odd kind of life!
I now pronounce me Man and Wife!
JULIE-CAT PRESENTS...
MISERY...and HAPPINESS!!!
MISERY is...
when your bra straps show through your shirt.
HAPPINESS is...
when you're among friends who think it's sexy!
MISERY is...
when you have to quickly run to the bathroom because your wife got home
early - and you're in panties
HAPPINESS is...
once you're in the bathroom, you decide to rub yourself through your panties
MISERY is...
having a deep voice that you can't disguise
HAPPINESS is...
with a gray wig you can at least pass for Bea Arthur
MISERY is...
never being able to go out en femme
HAPPINESS is...
Halloween!!!
MISERY is...
your panties riding up into your crack
HAPPINESS is...
your panties riding up into your crack....(like this...)
MISERY is...
your eyeshadow and make-up is not believable
HAPPINESS is...
it's more believable than that nutty woman on "The Drew Carey Show."
MISERY is...
feeling guilty over cross-dressing
HAPPINESS is...
forbidden pleasures always give you a hotter release!
MISERY is...
you can't fool all of the people all of the time
HAPPINESS is...
sometimes when you look in the mirror you turn yourself on, BIG TIME!
MISERY is...
worrying about someone peeking at you while you're en femme
HAPPINESS is...
hearing a long, appreciative wolf whistle!
"(whistle!!!) Nice, Julie-cat!!!"