Call me Ms hermaphrodite or Mr I don’t care: I have any gender I want

Walkaway walkway: Why? Sometimes I cannot tell them much

As a child, I killed my abuser in my head over and over. Sometimes I drained him,

I’d stay in jacket Long as I could

Remember that Notting Hill She bravely says

This is so good, I mean gosh dang

Harris, Trump, even a Kennedy, and that’s what they talking

Always said men were trash But damn if some of these fuckers

I’m the best of both worlds

Did you know me? No, you knew me.