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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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John Watt

Date: 3/13/2020 1:31:00 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

Gershon Wolf
Date: 3/14/2020 11:31:00 PM

John, you have yet to identify your pronoun to me?! I am so perplexed! ~ Mr./Ms./Master/McMrs. Gershon Wolf

Michelle Faulkner

Date: 2/28/2020 9:05:00 PM

Catchy rhymes, and who needs a pronoun when you're a star? This is a fun one!

Gershon Wolf
Date: 2/29/2020 8:28:00 PM

Glad you like the poem, Michelle! ~ Adverb

Sandra Adams

Date: 2/26/2020 7:30:00 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

Gershon Wolf
Date: 2/26/2020 9:52:00 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

Line Gauthier

Date: 2/26/2020 2:53:00 PM

Bravo, Gershon. Well done.