Contents Home Back


Hidden A Gender


I have no hidden agenda
It’s as plain as the nose on my face
My demeanour is at once all too tender
No man has such feminine grace?

I have no hidden agenda
It’s as plain as my delicate brow
Marks me a transgender contender
You surely must see the truth now?

I have no hidden agenda
It’s as plain as my manicured nail
You’ll find a behavioural blender
You’ve only to follow the trail.

I have no hidden agenda
It’s as plain as my womanly breast
You know that I’m no great pretender
Don’t tell me you still haven’t guessed?



Contents Home Back



1