To recap, if I remember correctly the wonderful OP wrote a poem that was deleted. It mentioned cornfakes…
Waitwhat23
Nicola Sturgeon,
Crying into her cornflakes
Makes them all salty.
CuriousEats
I know that the Scottish porridge
Should be made with a pinch of salt
But Nicola's brined her cornflakes
For she knows deep down she’s at fault
Boiledbeetle
Oh that was me I emptied the pot
A shaker of salt and a quick glob of snot
I've let it congeal and it's sat on the hob
Anyone up for shoving the lot down her gob?
CuriousEats
I'll do it, I'll do it! I'll dress up as a TRA
In fluffy heels and a face full of slap and wearing just a bra.
She'll meet me, she'll have to! The most oppressed bunch!
With a simpering smile and a falsetto voice, I'll serve it up for lunch.
Boiledbeetle
That’s Nicola stuffed
In more ways than one
Because we're just beginning
The battles still to be won.
CuriousEats
Her party is fey
Thanks to them/they
Oh, and per, ve,
It, xe, zie and fae
(Spot the sensible pronoun)
Boiledbeetle
Hmmmmmm....nope I can't get those ridiculous pronouns out of my head
If this pronoun thing is going to be life, ughhhhhhhh I'd rather be dead
Or for a much safer option can I have some fun with this dead quick
my pronouns are Nicola/I/hate/you/you/fucking/gigantic/big/dick
CuriousEats
Some people are so fussy
We get their pronouns right
'My faer is only singular'
They strop with all their might
Its pitiful they can't see
How ironic it all is
When they refuse to hear that I'm
Just 'woman' with no 'cis'
Boiledbeetle
No woman without cis you mean
To be woman must be cis or tran
How dare you try to define yourself
Do you think you're better than a man?
CuriousEats
To be better than a man?!?
Shock horror I don't think I can.
I could curl out turds of gold,
But that miracle'd be old
Cause I'm a woman, cunty type
And in that ilk, there is no hype
Boiledbeetle
So let me see..by the rules of the current game
I'd be the best of all men.. Of course I’d revel the fame
I'd build magnificent buildings and show off my collection of tools
I'd be the big bollocks and leave real men for fools
But I've no need to change from the woman I am
I've already done that WITHOUT being a man.
CuriousEats
Indeed my friend, I've grown a child
From Blastocyst to newborn
What male born twat can compete with that
Though it doesn’t prevent their scorn.
Boiledbeetle
Whereas I’m as barren as them who would be me
Still the periods came 40 years way too freely
Does a knackered female reproductive system make me a man?
And does an artificial vaginal cavity, cervix and uterus in him make him a mam?
(Sorry no way that was going to work well in a poem,
a rather wordy verse from me)