F**k Euphemism

I walked into the eagle and someone called me cis I said, "I'm not a cis I'm a sissy, should I call you mister or miss?" I said, "I'm actually a transvest..." but before I got too tite The place erupted into my first gender pronoun bar fight They said I was a Ross Cross dress for less wannabe queer I said, "My gender isn't fluid, but that's how I like my beer" They thought I was just posing or on a publicity stunt Until I did a line off Scarlett's hundred thousand dollar cunt She paid a hundred thousand clams for a single clam in front A very pricey pussy paid for by the government Then I said, "Fuck you euphemism Cis butt fuck my cis clit Your hypocritical political correctness ain't legit" I mean it, fuck you euphemism I say what I wanna say I love that LGBTQ will never include K 'Cause they say that unlike cis queers kinksters make a choice They're wrong but, yes, we choose which gag to take away our voice I identify as a grain of salt Peter Panarchist Or a poly rubber puppy switch brat slut dharmasochist So, I said, "Fuck euphemism, your words are neophyte" I'm a single not a plural person so call me per for the night You're wrong if you hate me just 'cause I'm a word Smith and Wesson 'Cause I nicked this terminology from a Doris Lessing lesson