A poem. (Because you love my poems!)

[Devlyn]

Roses are red
My panties are blue
I guess that I'm not
A real woman to you.

It's supposed to be a support site
For you and for me
But you say that I'm hurtful
When I stand up to pee.

We come here as equals
No one is better
It doesn't matter if you
Have some doctors letter.

My gender is female
And what I mean is
Don't look down on me
Because I have a penis.

Be most excellent to each other. Hugs, Devlyn

[Jamie D]

You've got a right
to stand up and pee
No one should judge you
but between you and me
I'd greatly appreciate
you put down the seat
when you finished that piss
and shaken your meat
You see, a real lady
will leave the pot neat
and smelling like violets
so fragrant and sweet.

[Devlyn]

So it's to be toilet humour at twenty paces, then? Challenge accepted!

[Oriah]

nice work Dev!

[peky]

marvelous dahrling, well delivered indeed !

[Danielle Emmalee]

So, wait, you're saying position while emptying your bladder doesn't decide gender?  What is this madness?

[Jerri]

well said Devlyn,
As we have all our own demons to fight, so many have gained strength from me not being what others expected. coming to a support to be judged more or less rather than supported for who and where I am  in my battles with those demons does seem like one of those drills when i run to the fire not from it. every day my needs, desires, lusts, change based mostly on that day sometimes even tomorrow, I am dynamic I am woman
Jerri