He had questions of her gender <br />even though she dressed in splendor. <br />He tried hard not to offend her <br />but she was anything but slender... <br />and the proof...........she wouldn't render. <br /> <br />One day she went on quite a bender... <br />got so drunk she smashed the fender <br />on the truck he holds so tender. <br />(For that you really can't defend her.) <br />So a note he chose to send her <br />to inquire about her gender... <br />(with a bill sent from his lender <br />for the fixing of his fender.)<br /><br />Mary Nagy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/he-was-questioning-her-gender/
