What Pronoun You Are

Twinkle, twinkle, Little Star
Who can tell what pronoun you are

Oh so far away in space
No one even knows your race

A paragon of effervescence            
Do you have a sexual preference?

A-B-C-D-E-F-G
I wonder if you're gender-free
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Watt Avatar
March 13, 2020 at 1:31 PM
We do love to put things in tidy little boxes, don't we? Yet the stars smile down upon us defying classification. Love what you say here, Gershon ~ John
Wolf Avatar
March 14, 2020 at 11:31 PM
John, you have yet to identify your pronoun to me?! I am so perplexed! ~ Mr./Ms./Master/McMrs. Gershon Wolf
Faulkner Avatar
February 28, 2020 at 9:05 PM
Catchy rhymes, and who needs a pronoun when you're a star? This is a fun one!
Wolf Avatar
February 29, 2020 at 8:28 PM
Glad you like the poem, Michelle! ~ Adverb
Adams Avatar
February 26, 2020 at 7:30 PM
lol... this one is good... as each year passes with more and more awkwardness and hatred in this world I grow happier in the fact that I was born in simple times... hugs
Wolf Avatar
February 26, 2020 at 9:52 PM
Me, too. 100% Would never want to grow up in today's crazy world. 'Course, my parents felt that way about me coming of age in the late '60's --- race riots, Vietnam, Woodstock, free love, dope everywhere, etc. i guess it must have seemed pretty awful--- and frankly it got to be embarassing even to all of us fake hippies! LOL. Thanks, Sandy. :) gw
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February 26, 2020 at 2:53 PM
Bravo, Gershon. Well done.
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