A Gay Woman
The Gay Woman
My best friend is lesbian we get along
like a house on fire and her office is
not cluttered with flowers and knick knacks.
I do not have to kiss her when we meet,
a firm handshake is enough.
I live in a country where women cut you up
in traffic, want you to give way because
they are females. And it is tiring to always
be the gentleman...and I remember a sentence
from Pygmalion by Bernard Shaw:
“Why can’t a woman be more like a man?”
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