Happy John
Happy John
John was brought up by his mum
For 2 decades with love and care
She provided for him
Got him all he ever needed
A happy home life
Good schooling at a top school
And a decent job with a top firm
But there was something not quite right
No matter how much love John got
He knew his mum was 'different'
One day he dared to asked her
She lifted up her skirt
Oh my effing God!
There was a meat and two veg
John's mum was a Lady Boy
She was a bloke in a dress!
His world changed forever
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