That Familiar Barb

 

She likes kissing girls

He enjoys his cigarettes

She didn’t keep the date-rape baby

He doesn’t believe in God

 

Their drink their magic Kool-Aid

You may speak in tongues

He likes the cold protection

of having a small hand gun

 

She loves her job as a Playmate

He likes to watch her pose

They eat as much as they want to

And he just doesn’t like wearing clothes

 

She sings as she walks down the street

He’ll spontaneously break into dance

You may dress up in costumes

They like their long skirts and hair

 

Who are you to judge?

Everyone is different.