Aaron - I have a confession to make. I had every intention of writing a transvestite poem for your thread, but it wouldn't do what I wanted it to do; say what I needed it to say. Then David C put a poem on Met that took me back to a point in my life when I understood perfectly what cross-dressing meant.
The poems that began to appear here were starting to make me sad so I wrote one and it scared the bejasus out of me. I re-drafted it, peered at it and poked it with a stick - and then decided it needed critical input, so I posted it, not here but on Non-Met.
Thank you for making me do it.
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