Don't Tell My Super Jock Friends

Actually saw my first robin today

Gayly flitting from branch to branch

Please don't tell my super jock friends

They're just waiting for a chance

To start calling me dear “sweetie pie”

And kissing me on the cheek

Asking if they could escort me to the ball

And giving my nose a wee tweak

I'm just as manly as all those guys

With a soft side they don't possess

No excuses for my feminine tendencies

Even comfortable wearing a dress

Okay maybe that's going too far

The wearing of a dress I mean

Really haven't stopped playing with dolls

Now live ones wearing tight jeans

Can't believe this all started with a robin

A harbinger of the upcoming spring

As I gayly prance through fields of green clover

To a bouquet of roses I cling!