Earle, You'll Be a Woman Soon

Love to be butch and pounce on those dames,
Not a girl, physically; you know you are
In your mind.

You're getting' so tired of shavin' this down
That sprouts on your face in hues of light brown—
You cut every time.
But you have made up your mind
Down below:

Earle, you'll be a woman soon—
Freed of your come gland
Earle, you'll be a woman soon—
Poon instead of glans.

You've been misunderstood for all of your life,
So you're gonna go and get cut by a knife—
A boy's no good.

Well you have finally found what you're lookin' for:
After you have been lanced, endoscopic core—
No more wood.
And a labial hood.
D*cks up in you.

Earle, you'll be a woman soon—
Freed of your come gland
Earle, you'll be a woman soon—
Poon instead of glans.