How confusing keeping all the rules
What’s your gender, I’m pansexual, you ?
We don’t go to Mass, though bread is cool
Where do ladies store their fragile jewels?
I love you dearly, I will take a vow
How disarming breaking a few rules
Where are men to keep their virtual tools?
Will Picasso have to paint a cow?
We don’t go to Mass, except at Yule
What if there’s no oil and then no fuel
I have got a fever, feel my brow
How confusing learning any rules
Attacking people’s words is very cruel
Gender’s on a bender anyhow
We don’t pray though Jesus was no fool
The beauty of John Donne is sexist now
Whom I cannot imitate I sue
How alluring when “they ” change the rules
We don’t go to Mass, we do the pools