A small platoon of beauty, Lovely boygirls with tiny ***** Posing like Vogue models And doing dancing tricks So, hot. So pretty, but not In the slightest masculine; No attempt to be butch, They revel in being feminine.
They’re better at it than girls Being more of a success Than all the ** movie stars In ten thousand dollar dresses. Such pretty smooth faces, traces Of ancestry and cool breeding For thousands of screaming teens Wishing they were breeding.
They wish these boys were closer So they could caress and kiss Close enough so they could not Avoid, so the teens could not miss. They want to carefully tarnish them, These angels of flashing bright lights, And cuddle them, snuggle them If only for one youthful, sensuous night.