Soma Poema
Autogynephilic males,
with all that entails,
doll up their faces,
invade women’s spaces.
It’s all about power
to make the gals cower.
Your nemesis, Rowling
just keeps up the trolling.
Yet surely you jest
with hair on your chest;
attempt to assert
in heels and a skirt,
but try though you try,
that Y ~ you’re a guy.
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