Boy With A Curl Poem by David Darbyshire
Boy With A Curl
Why do Mum's put dresses on Boy's?
Do they not have enough Toy's?
But I do know why
and it's not so Bad
You see Mum wanted a Girl
as the first Born
But I popped Out, a boy with a Curl
Very Curly hair
So Mum put a dress on Me
and called me Davina
But when I was Twelve
She allowed me to were pants again
Maybe that's were I get my
femine Side?
Nice one dave, is this why you always ask to hold my hand when we go outside for a smoke? ? ? ? 10 for Tiyler...
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5/10/2024 5:07:40 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Sun draped golden locks, how pretty you must have been. lol At least you admit to having a femine side. Patricia