i walked into the Eagle
and someone called me cis
i said i'm not a cis, i'm a sissy
should i call you mister or miss
i said i'm actually a transvest
but before i got to tite
the place erupted into my first
gender pronoun bar fight
they said i was a Ross crossdress for less
wannabe queer
i said my gender isn't fluid
but that's how i like my beer
they thought i was just posing
or on a publicity stunt
until i did a line off Scarlett's
hundred thousand dollar cunt
she paid a hundred thousand clams
for a single clam in front
a very pricey pussy
paid for by the government
then i said FUCK EUPHEMISM
cis butt fuck my cis clit
your hypocritical political
correctness ain't legit
i mean it, FUCK EUPHEMISM
i say what i wanna say
i love that LBGTQ
will never include K
cuz they say that unlike cis queers
kinksters make a choice
they're wrong, but yes, we choose which gag
to take away our voice
i identify as a grain of saltpeter
pan-arcist
or a poly rubber puppy switch brat
slut Dharmasochist
so i said FUCK EUPHEMISM
your words are neophyte
i'm a single, not a plural person
so call me per for the night
you're wrong if you hate me
cuz i'm a word Smith and Wesson
cuz i nicked this terminology
from a Doris Lessing lesson