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Reds Against Queens

Although I am a queer white Queen
let me reassure you
I can be just as mean
or as green,
Mr. Clean,
as any fascist
conjured in your wildest
wettest dream.

I can kick my ruby RightWing heels
and hold my green skanky breath
as long as it takes, tis true,
until you eventually agree
to turn less boring white
and unenlightened blue

It’s true,
I can spread my fascist net
get in line with Straight White Men
with penile envy
of dark-skinned vets
you never could acknowledge seeing
in the singing shower
much less slurping
in your homophobic panic
nastiest place to hide
just yet.

Although a queer male Queen
married to the blackest man
you’ve ever seen,

You may rest re-assured
I’ve clearly found it true
as blue:
Once a person
and a nation
has tried black,
There’s a whole lotta happy folk
don’t care to go back
to refight a civil war
against a white flight bully bore

Supremely self-chosen evangelists,
y’all just help me
deeply snore.

You think
and feel,
know
and spiel,
I’m rotten to my core
because, like your sissy sister
it’s men this male adores

But, if men were good enough
for your sainted mother,
and hers too,
and my two,
let me introduce this thought
to you

It wouldn’t really make you
all that blue
to admit just maybe
all that pleasure
could suit a special man just fine
too,

But, don’t worry,
be happy,
I’m not the least bit hot
for white bread
RightWing you.

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