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Sick trans? It’s Gloria
Something happens when you're born
Something that must be discussed
You'll be assigned a gender
It only seems fair and just
A newborn has a protrusion
You can see it clear as day
There is one logical conclusion
It's a boy!
They all will say
That probably is correct
But possibly can be wrong
Give it some time
Let the person select
Which sex they want to belong
I once met a gal named Gloria
Brought me to the edge of euphoria
It didn't last long
She was too headstrong
Last I heard she's lives in Peoria
