I'd like to be in old DC in an awkward pussy's garden in the shade
Oh let us in - know where we've been
In his awkward pussy's garden morals fade

I'd ask the trans to come and see...an awkward pussy's garden with me
I'd like to be under a he
In an awkward pussy's garden in the shade

We would be warm we'd shun the norm
In our little hideaway beneath his waves
Resting our heads on defiled beds
In an awkward pussy's garden near the knave

We would sing and dance around...because we know truth can't be found
I'd like to be a she and he in an awkward pussy's garden in the shade

We would shout protest about the morals that lie beneath our faves
Oh what joy for tranny girls and boys knowing they're happy and safe

We would be so happy you and me
No one there to tell us what to do
I like the creep in old DC in an awkward pussy's garden for two
In an awkward pussy's garden with you
In an awkward pussy's garden for two.

Another most equal tome