Gay boys

Gay boys

A Poem by Baby Ricochet

I was on a picnic with Elvis Jesus in Trafalgar square
When a gay boy came along and cut my mangy hair
Dressed me in designer geans and a fancy shirt
Now all the girls I meet love me and want to flirt
I was sitting in my crib farting and scratching myself
When a gay boy came along and redesigned by stealth
Now everyone who comes around is so impressed
I pulled my s**t together and straightend out this mess
All you silly homophobes aren't thinking straight
Fashion, art and eligence, that's what gay boys make
Imagine what the world would be like without them around
We'd all be wearing dirty loin cloths from old s**t we found
Straight boys couldn't create fashion to save our health
Give me a pair of scissors and I'd probably kill myself
Give them to a gay boy and fashion just the pops out
Now your girl is beautiful that's what he's about
Sweet tight dresses sexy shoes hot lingerie
If you love that sort of thing thank the gay boy's right away
They're the ones that designed it all for you
Girls are feeling sexy straight guys stop and drool
Listen to me homophobes I'm not busting your chops
All of us owe those gay boys some serious props

© 2013 Baby Ricochet


Author's Note

Baby Ricochet
I know. Silly right? Just wanted to make a point

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DrD
I had a friend who went to the psychologist and when asked what his problem was, he said, "I think I'm gay."
The doctor wanted to know why he thought that and he explained that his father was straight but suddenly turned gay. The doctor assured him that it wasn't anything genetic so not to worry. "But I have two brothers," he explained, "and both are gay." The doctor said not to worry, his brothers homosexuality had nothing to do with him. "Yes," he said, "but I have three uncles and all are gay."
"Now that is odd," said the psychologist, "isn't there anyone in your family that likes women?"
"Yes," he answered, "my sister."

Posted 11 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Baby Ricochet

11 Years Ago

Ha!



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Wow, very nice poem with perfect timing, I also read that the african american commander in chief approved gay american soldiers to marry.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

11 Years Ago

I was in the corps for years and we had gay Marines. Most of us grunts were fine with it and whoever.. read more
so true, so true.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

11 Years Ago

thank you
HALLELLUJAHH!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH MAKES ME SO PROUD TO SHOUT AT THE TOP OF MY LUNGS AND POINT TO THE SKY (like mariah always does)...and say..

"im gay!!!"

thanks for such a cool point of view... the world needs more people to think like this :-)

Posted 11 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

11 Years Ago

There's not a damn thing wrong in the world with being gay so NEVER let anyone tell you other wise. .. read more
LOL this is cute. Based off a stereotype and not 100% true, of course, but it definitely gets your point across. great job Baby :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Baby Ricochet

11 Years Ago

thank you
Lina Grey

11 Years Ago

:)
made a good point..we all make the world go around...ALL of us.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

LOL< I loved it because it makes the perfect point. If I ever wondered if something looked good it was those specific male students I could get the honest answer from instead of all my girls.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Baby Ricochet

11 Years Ago

For sure. Thanks for the review
lol funny with a great message

Great Write!

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Baby Ricochet

11 Years Ago

Thank you
I love gay boys...love love love them. And I have very little fashion sense and my hair has not been styled in years (although, last time it was trimmed, it was done so by a gay man...in Alaska, of all places)

"Give me a pair of scissors and I'd probably kill myself..." That made me laugh so hard I had to walk away from my desk...

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Baby Ricochet

11 Years Ago

Ha! Glad you liked it
Baby Ricochet

11 Years Ago

I've a theory that every straight guy needs a least
one gay friend and every straight woman n.. read more
KAOlmsted

11 Years Ago

Yup...back when I worked, I always worked in hotel restaurants, and I had more gay friends than anyo.. read more
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DrD
I had a friend who went to the psychologist and when asked what his problem was, he said, "I think I'm gay."
The doctor wanted to know why he thought that and he explained that his father was straight but suddenly turned gay. The doctor assured him that it wasn't anything genetic so not to worry. "But I have two brothers," he explained, "and both are gay." The doctor said not to worry, his brothers homosexuality had nothing to do with him. "Yes," he said, "but I have three uncles and all are gay."
"Now that is odd," said the psychologist, "isn't there anyone in your family that likes women?"
"Yes," he answered, "my sister."

Posted 11 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Baby Ricochet

11 Years Ago

Ha!
I don't think a man has to be gay to have a sense of fashion or colour.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Baby Ricochet

11 Years Ago

No but it helps

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