Hot Dogs And Tacos - Poem by maggie signaigo
I've tried to figure out for so long now
Which I prefer...do I bark or meow?
Can I play for both teams? ..is that okay?
I can alternate...like every other day.
It's hard to choose...they both make sense
I can be a switch-hitter...straddle the fence
I can order from both menus...is that alright?
Double my chance for a date...on friday night.
Now both are fun...but one is for marryin'
No prob really there...I'm not a 'vagi-narian'
I am taking my time...not acting quickly
Consider me enlightened...not 'strictly-dickly'.
Now girls are softer and they smell much better
But the one for me? ..I still haven't met her
Guys are cute and OMG so persuasive
But the sex is messier and so invasive.
But that's just me...please don't judge
Give me a chance...don't hold a grudge
I'm just a girl... with limited reference
Trying to decide her sexual preference.
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