Andrea DiMaggio's Poetry and Songs
Author:
Organizational:
Audience Rating:
A Beautiful Day For Memories...
Author:
Taxonomy upgrade extras:
A Beautiful Day for Memories
Joann Marie
1949-2004
She loved this song...
I pray you'll be our eyes, and watch us where we go
And help us to be wise in times when we don't know
Let this be our prayer, when we lose our way
Lead us to the place, guide us with your grace
To a place where we'll be safe
I pray we'll find your light, and hold it in our hearts
When stars go out each night,
remind us where you are
Let this be our prayer, when shadows fill our day
Help us find a place, guide us with your grace
Give us faith so we'll be safe
A world where pain and sorrow will be ended
And every heart that's broken will be mended
And we'll remember we are all God's children
Reaching out to touch you
Reaching to the sky
We ask that life be kind, and watch us from above
We hope each soul will find another soul to love
Let this be our prayer, just like every child
Who needs to find a place, guide us with your grace
Give us faith so we'll be safe
Needs to find a place, guide us with your grace
Give us faith so we'll be safe
The Prayer
Written by
David Foster, Carole Bayer Sager,
Alberto Testa, and Tony Renis
As performed by
Celine Dion and Josh Groban
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jhxIjRO6WjI
A Christmas Prayer
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
TG Themes:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
Somewhere out there my friends are saying a prayer And even though I know how far apart that it might seem And when the night wind starts to sing a sad and troubled song Somewhere out there our love will see us through And even though she can't see past to who I am right now And when the night wind sings to me a lonely sad refrain Someday, one day our hearts will see us through
There's someone who loves me, just not all of me tonight
That some how she might accept me in the great someday out there
I know someday she'll see a way to be part of this dream
It helps to dream that she might love, Oh God let me belong
Then we'll come through together somewhere out there
Out where dreams come true
It helps to pray that she'll accept this girl in me some how
I know our love will see us through; our lives as one remain
as we love one another; so I pray that
sweet comfort for you!
from family, friends, dear loved ones,
My prayer that your dreams come true
Buon Natale cari amici
con tanto amore, Andrea
based on Somewhere Out There from An American Tail
written by James Horner, Barry Mann, Cynthia Weil
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=20l83U19byM
A Trans-American Tale
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
A girl went to use
a bathroom at McD’s
And then she was beaten
with not so much as if you please
Her only transgression,
I fear I must confess
Is that they assumed she was
a boy in some nice dress
But there is no hate in America
And espech’ly for a tranny
Yes there is no hate in America
Where our tol'rance is uncanny
* * *
A girl in her High School
was elected Queen
She was very sweet,
as sweet as ever been
But her nice coronation
was sadly mixed with fear
As some from the outside
said...she's just some dressed up queer.....
But there is no hate in America
Where you’re always well respected
Yes there is no hate in America
As a T-Girl you’re accepted
* * *
Now there are some people
Who say they understand
They see us as real women
They accept us once again
A tacit patronizing
since they say it every time
While nodding in approval
it feels like such a crime
But there is no hate in America
Please don’t get so quite frenetic
We accept you as a woman
Whether T-Girl or genetic!
based on
No Cats in America
Music by James Horner
from the Motion Picture
An American Tail
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ujgbMo-dLec
A Wedding Song
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Character Age:
TG Themes:
Permission:
|
A Wedding Song
|
 |
Is this the little boy I carried?
Is this what he was meant to be?
I don't remember ever changing?
Why did he?
(Father)
When did he get to be a beauty?
However could I fail to see?
How could it be that I have missed this
that he's gone from me
(Men)
Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Swiftly flow the days
Children growing to fruition
Blossoming even as we gaze
(Women)
Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Gently flow the years
Questions too hard for comprehension
Eased by our understanding tears
(Mother)
What words of wisdom can find now?
How can I help to ease my pain
(Both)
Now we must learn from one another
Day by day
(Guests)
They look so natural together
(All)
Just like two newlyweds should be
(the Dreamers in us all)
Is there a love in store for me?
(All)
Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Swiftly flow the days
Children growing to fruition
Blossoming even as we gaze
Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Gently flow the years
Loving replacing all the heartache
Blessing with happiness and tears
To cherish and to love her once again.
based on the song Sunrise, Sunset
From the Musical "Fiddler on the Roof"
Words and Music by Sheldon Harnick and Jerry Bock
A Whole New Wardrobe...
Author:
Audience Rating:
Contests:
Publication:
Character Age:
TG Themes:
Permission:
I can open your eyes A new wardrobe A whole new world Unbelievable sights A whole new world Sung to the tune of
Shining, shimmering, splendid
Tell me, honey, now would
You hand me the matching purse and shoes.
we can dress up like sisters
matching outfits like sisters
and our friends will be confused
Just feeling like two girls on the town
No one to tell us no
Or where to go
Or say we're only dressing
A dazzling place I never knew
But when I'm with my wife
I love my life
Now that I'm exactly dressed like you.
Now I'm in a whole new world with you
Indescribable feeling
Gorgeous brocade and velvet chokers
and ears with diamond studs.
Don't you dare close your eyes
A hundred thousand things to see
Hold your breath - it gets better
I'm like a movie star
I've come so far
I can't go back to where I used to be
Every turn a surprise
With new horizons to pursue
Every moment gets better
I'll chase them anywhere
There's lots to wear
Let me share my brand new gown with you
That's where we'll be
A thrilling place
we're face to face
Just you and me
A Whole New World
From the movie Aladdin
Words and music by Howard Ashman and Alan Menkin
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E2CVLWOoNsY
Abbey's Road Home
Author:
Audience Rating:
Contests:
Publication:
Character Age:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
 |
When I was in college, I struggled with my identity...I thought that the songs which I borrowed for this piece below were written just for me...I feared what it would be like if I ever came out to my family...I never did...and I wept |
Prayed there was a way to feel at home
Sleep pretty dear try not to cry
And I will sing a lullaby
Troubled slumbers fill your eyes
Tears awake you when you rise
Sleep pretty girl try not to cry
And I will sing a lullaby
Boy, you're going to carry that weight
Carry that weight a long time
Boy, you're going to carry that weight
Carry that weight a long time
They never give me acceptance
They just invite me with limitations
And in the middle of their expectations
I break down
Girl, you're going to carry that weight
Carry that weight a long time
Girl, you're going to carry that weight
Carry that weight a long time
Oh yeah, all right
Will this be all there is?
Tonight
Maybe someday
The hope you live
Will be the hope you give
You never give me acceptance
You only give me your ultimatums
and in the middle of communication
I break down
I never give you my number
Cause if I did you'd just reject me
So what's the point, you'd just hang up and
I'd break down
On my own so who would care
See no future, it's not fair
Family doesn't care, nowhere to go
Thought about it, where to turn?
Christmas morning, might return
Maybe there's a welcome for me now?
But oh, that sad rejection, nowhere to go
Oh, that tragic feeling
Nowhere to go
Nowhere to go
One sad dream
Pick up my life and move so far away
Soon we'll be gone from here
Walk down the road and wipe those tears away
One sad dream came true... today
Came true... today
Came true... today...yes it did
A 2, then 4, then 6, then 8
When did it turn from love to hate?
She came back home while in transition
She prayed they all would understand
She failed to pass all their inspections
Couldn't meet all of their demands
Didn't anybody tell her?
Didn't anybody see?
The family had no intention
of greeting who she'd come to be
She said she'd always been a female
She said it went back all the way
And though she thought they would accept her
It would not be that Christmas Day
And so she quit trying to appease them
She had her fill of all the strife
She knew she'd never ever please them
So she cried and got on with life
Didn't anybody tell her?
Didn't anybody say?
The family had no intention
of loving her on Christmas day!
And in the end
The hope you live
Will be the hope you give
compiled from work by Lennon & McCartney
from the Album Abbey Road
All Too Human
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
TG Themes:
Permission:
All Too Human
Reprise
Transgender Day of Remembrance
by Andrea Lena DiMaggio
for all who never felt like they belonged
all too human...
you... fragile in your strength
broken in your integrity
taken too soon by indifference and hate
I am so sorry for not changing sooner
all too human...
me... foolish in my pride
convinced in my argument
failing to remember the servant who
himself was forgiven
as if you even needed forgiveness
all too human...
love and pain mingle together
loss and renewal as we remember
saddened yet not without hope
as heart by heart
choose to accept and embrace change
all too human...
weeping lasts the night
but joy comes in the morning
which morning, dear god?
will it be tomorrow?
all too human...
Andrea's Vagina
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Character Age:
TG Themes:
Permission:
What would I do if you gave me a ‘c’ and it came with an awfully bad itch?
Would I be sad oh or would I be mad or would I be one happy bitch?
Oh I’ll get well with a little help from my meds
I’m feeling swell with a little help from my meds.
Would I need lubrication?
I guess I would rub very slow
Would I require ‘authentication?’
It would work; no matter what, don’t you know?
What would she do if we had the same parts and a wife I fine’ly got to be?
Would she celebrate our 'sisterhood' or just get up and walk out on me?
I’ll never find out whatever might be
I’m not gonna change and but it’s alright with me
Would it be an imitation?
I guess that’s nobody’s biz.
I’m a girl only by identification
It’s not unfair; it just is what it is
So stuck in this body until I come to an end?
Sure doesn’t seem like a lot of fun?
Especially when I think that my Real Life Test (tm)
Might just last until I’m eighty-one?
Oh it doesn’t matter as much to me today!
Since we just cuddle pretty much any way.
Wish our equipment matched in every way
Breasts and vagina would be fine today
Oh I’ll get by without them today
We pretty much just cuddle any way!
We’re gonna try just by kissing and such…
Licking and touching each other pretty much...
Oh Yes, touching and licking each other pretty much...pretty much...pretty muh uh uh uh uh uh uch....
A Little Help from My Friends
Lennon & McCartney
As performed by Rita Lee
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gCLTXomHW34
Annie and the Trip to Siam...
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Permission:
Whenever I am afraid
of getting too erect?
I remember that I’m a girl
And then I’m not afraid..what the heck?
* * * * *
Hello transition whenever you are…
I hope you’ll not long delay
But I’ve got a feeling that it won’t be soon…
Maybe even not someday?
* * * * *
Getting to know you…getting to analyze you…
Trying to find if you’re suitable for GRS
Getting to know you…finding out all about you
And if your RLT is a success?
* * * * *
We prescribed you some hormones
It's just what we do
Along with some blockers…oh poo…
* * * * *
I have dreamed of a nice vagina
And a mound that responds really well
With some breasts it’s what I desire
Tell me that I can, oh hell!
Tell me now
I’m a candidate for surg’ry?
And that you’ll operate on me?
Otherwise you’ll break my heart…
If my penis will not depart
And I’m stuck in this body you see
If you don’t remove this organ from meeeeeee!!!!
* * * * *
Won’t you cut?
Please separate me from this awful thing?
Won’t you cut?
If you do, you’ll likely hear me sing!
Won’t you please remove my penis
‘Cause I’m not from Mars but Venus
Won’t you cut?
Won’t you cut?
Won’t you cut?
I’m a girl oh it’s plain to notice
That I’m suitable for Modess
Operate, no ifs or ands or but
There’s no perhaps or a maybe
I’ll be happy with a labi
Won’t you cut?
Won’t you cut?
Won’t you cut?
based on the Musical Play,
The King and I
words and music by
Oscar Hammerstein and
Richard Rodgers
Another Year
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Character Age:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
Another Year
If I had another year, I'd not have enough time
to tell you what is on my heart, you know?
The gratitude of a lifetime for those of you here;
The gratefulness I absolutely need to show.
To all of you who've walked along with me;
Who've lent their shoulders for my frequent tears -
To those of you who have reached out and taken my hand,
Your faithfulness has chased away my fears.
A year doesn't see to be that long, I suppose;
But time enough to discover, yes it's true!
There was oh so much I thought I needed and yet
I discovered all I really needed was you.
It has been one year since I wandered in here just looking to find a place of safety as a new writer. Thank you to all my friends and sisters here.
And thanks especially to Erin, who provided me with an opportunity and a home to learn and grow and heal through my writing. You are truly special, dear one, and I am so grateful that you have given me...given us the best fiction site on the web! Thank you!
Becoming Free
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Character Age:
TG Themes:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
Becoming Free
by Andrea Lena DiMaggio
Fitting preconceived notions laid upon me
I never knew just who I should be
Never feeling like I belong
Hardly right but always wrong
Blinding me to what I failed to see
I found my twin in you
Neither knowing what to do
but fitting in as best as we could
Finding comfort in you
acceptance yes it's true
and loving you the way you knew I would
I found my love in you
Finally knowing what to do
Fit together like a hand and glove
Being precious to you
and treasured yes it's true
Becoming one as we begin to share this love
Becoming free with acceptance laid upon me
I finally know just who I should be
At last feeling I belong
Giving words to my sweet song
My eyes open to the blessing you are to me
I found my love in you
Finally knowing what to do
Fit together just like hand and glove
Being precious to you
and treasured yes it's true
Becoming one as we begin to share this love
Blessed...
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Permission:
Teddi encouraged me…
Bob welcomed me…
Wren strengthened me…
Edeyn put up with me…
Holly befriended me…
Beth loved me…
And Cindi let me love her…
Blue with Sadness, Blue I Am
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Character Age:
TG Themes:
Permission:
for all my sisters who despair, but not without hope.
I cannot dress within my house
Don't get me wrong, she loves me yes
But only me, without a dress
I don't like force femme in a chair
I don't like force femme anywhere
But sometimes I do, so what to say?
I feel guilty so I pray
If you make me dress then it's okay
I can't be blamed, be blamed today!
I feel so bad, for others too
Who cannot be the self that's true
And what about me, the dresser said
You can't just say, it's in my head
I like my body, I really do
But I want to be loved just like you
I don't hate my maleness, I like it well
But without my other self it's hell
I want to be just who I am
I want to be loved, Joan I am
But there are times I wish it, yes
That my change was more than dress
That I might change and be another
To be a sister instead of brother
I go back and forth every day
I suffer doubt in every way
For so long I've felt this way
To cry and weep most every day
But I don't hate who I am
I just don't know me, Joan I am!
Sometimes the things I feel are bad
I think they are, which makes me sad
Less than whole, not all I am
Incomplete, I feel I am
Not quite right, dear Joan I am
One thing of which I'm sure
What I have needs not a cure
Just understanding and love
Treasured by my God above
I wish I had just one who said
It's really not just in your head
You love and live to tell each other
We're much alike to one another
And while I wait for my wife
To treasure this part of my life
I thank God for all of you
I thank My God, dear Joan, I do.
With loving gratitude to Theodore Geisel (Dr. Seuss)
But Just Not Me
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Character Age:
Permission:
But Just Not Me!
Never tell me dreams come true,
Just try it, and I'll start to cry.
Mr. President don't you dare,
Ever tell me someone might care,
My heart is broken over words unspoken.
Don't want to hear from any well meaning folks,
Who tell me love will find a way; it's all a big joke.
They're letting some folks wed, but just not me,
An exercise of love, but not for me,
Having almost no hope it's true,
I find my prospects growing blue,
Since nobody I know could guarantee.
I was a fool to think we'd find a way,
Our hearts grow sad and dim most every day
Although I hope things change,
I've no pow'r to arrange,
I guess she's not for me that way?
We had such hope back then but now that's through,
A promise once but then not me and you,
We're sad while waiting now,
For our own marriage vow,
Maybe someday our dream will come true?
Based on But Not For Me
Words and Music by
Ira and George Gershwin
Performed by Linda Ronstadt
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zZEW6d3Ka4M
Decision
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
decision
How do you see into my life like an open book
leading you down into my heart
where I’ve become so lost?
Without a chance of my life residing somewhere else
until you cause me once again to face myself!
(Let me live)
Can only live inside
(Let me live)
Can only stay inside
(Love me)
call my name and save me from my self
(Let me live)
I can't but stay and hide
(I can't break out)
Have to stay and hide
(let me)
Help me know I'm doing what is right
Now that at last I know who I really am
I cannot let her languish
after all she's done to make me real
and let me live.
(Let me live)
Can only live inside
(Let me live)
Can only stay inside
(Love me)
call her name and save me from my self
(Let me live)
I can't but stay and hide
(I can't break out)
Have to stay and hide
(let me)
Help me know I'm doing what is right
She gave me life
(a desperate struggle fighting ghosts inside)
She gave me life
Would have died without her life without her love within me her spirit gave me life when all was lost....
All this time I can't believe I couldn't see
kept in the dark but she was there in front of me
she's been buried for many years it seems
got to open my heart to everything
without a cry without a voice without a whisper
though she'll only live in here
I know there's something more
she's going to live...
(Let me live)
Can only live inside
(Let me live)
Can only stay inside
(Love me)
call my name and save me from my self
(Let me live)
I can't but stay and hide
(I can't break out)
Have to stay and hide
(let me)
I know I'm doing what is right
She gave me life
(no longer dead, the victory deep inside)
I return that life (if only deep inside)
Base on Bring Me to Life
by Evanescence
As Performed by
Katherine Jenkins
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SzKdRf4bS1Y
Don't Ask, Don't Tell
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
if it never happened to you!
Don't tell me let it go
when I wake up and cry!
Don't ask me to forgive
when it's fresh in my mind;
You just don't see my shame
and that I've wanted to die.
It wasn't you who was hurt
and left broken and bleeding.
And it isn't you who even
now feels the pain!
It isn't you who is visited
every time you fall asleep;
to be plagued by nightmares
again and again!
It isn't you who has
doubts and misgivings!
It isn't you who still
is fighting these fears!
It isn't you who feels
dirtied and soiled!
And it isn't you who
weeps sad shameful tears!
Don't minimize my hurt
nor the pain of my sisters,
or ignore the pain of
my brothers as well!
Don't ask me to forgive when
you live in your peace,
and don't reside
in this, my private hell!
Dr. Who's Girl...
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Character Age:
TG Themes:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
for Bailey
for Elizabeth Sladen 1946 - 2011
I wanna be where the Daleks are
I wanna see, wanna see them movin’
Rollin’ around on those - what do you call 'em?
Oh — treads
Flippin' your fins, you don't get too far
Legs are required for a nice adventure
Strolling along wearin’ - what's that word again?
Keds
The blue box zooms, the blue box flies
Whether down here or up in the sky
Wanderin' free - wish I could be
Dr. Who’s girl…
What would I give if I could live off of this planet?
What would I pay to spend a day teleporting away?
What would you bet I’d have no regrets
‘Cause if I did I couldn’t stand it
Fancy free, look at me
Ready to stand
And ready to go where the TARDIS goes
I'd ask my questions and get some answers
What's a sonic screwdriver and what does it - what's the word?
Do?
When's it my turn?
I would adore…around all the universes
I’d love to soar?
Out of the sea
Wish I could be
Dr. Who’s girl….
based on
Part of Your World
from The Little Mermaid
Words and Music by
Howard Ashman and
Alan Menken
performed by
Miss Jodi Benson
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2BZp2dxpwF8
Artwork adapted from a painting by
Karen Hellion
Emerald Nightmare?
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Character Age:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
It's an odd fog after all, There is just one earth and one dark grey moon; You were once a boy it's true; You're a nice girl after all.
It's so friggin' crazy it almost hurts.
There's so much to find out;
filled with fear and filled with doubt.
It's a odd fog after all
such a green fog after all.
It's an odd fog after all;
It's an odd, green fog
And we're hopin' to come up with a cure real soon.
You can hide and you can run
but when all is said and done.
you're just stuck but it's not that bad.
but since there's nothing you can do,
Sit back and relax and admit it's true;
you make a real nice girl!
You're a nice girl after all.
If this fog's real give me a call;
Love to be a girl after all!
Based on It's a Small World After All
words and music by
Richard and Robert Sherman
Empty Arms
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Character Age:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
Empty Arms
for some friends
Sitting here weeping alone in the dark;
Once more my heart’s filled with pain.
Silence is shouting; you choose not to hear.
I’m rejected again and again.
This impassible chasm
Keeps us apart;
Once again you’ve chosen to hide
And so I wait for you with empty arms.
Oh what can I say…alone every day?
You hear me call to you with empty arms
What was I thinking of? Will I ever know love?
Empty arms
You chose to leave me; I’m all by myself,
Doubt and fear is all that you’ve ever known
Needing your acceptance; I’m longing for love;
You can't bring yourself to call me your own.
Abandoned; disillusioned
Losing hope day by day
Discouraged, what more can I say?
But I'm here once again with empty arms.
Fine’ly facing what’s true, there was never me and you
I’m left alone again with empty arms
You have broken my heart; and we’re oceans apart
Empty Arms.
based on Open Arms
words and music by
Jonathan Cain and Steve Perry
As performed by Journey
En-Femme!
Author:
Audience Rating:
Contests:
Publication:
Genre:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
by Andrea Lena DiMaggio
I'm a boy and by me that's only sad
But I’m proud that my face is not craggy
I appear as a woman so it’s not all bad
with a form that is swishy and draggy
I adore being dressed in something girly
When my date greets me at the door
Out I go with my Annie, May or Shirley
like the classy elegant femme whom they adore
When I have a brand new skirt on
With some lace that is gracing my hem
And my nails are so pink and press-on
I enjoy dressing en femme!
When girls say I'm cute and lovely
And I get adoring hugs from them
Even when some tower quite above me
I enjoy dressing en femme.
I go wild when they hug and embrace me
I shudder with all the kisses on my cheek
From all the attention that may grace me
‘Cause it’s just that sweet attention that I seek
I'm strictly a well dressed female
And my future I hope will be
In the arms of another female
who still loves being a girl, having a girl like me
When guys say they’d really want to date me
I try not to buy into their hype
And hope to God that they don’t go ahead and hate me
When I explain just why I’m simply not their type!
I want someone who will buy why I’m dressing
Understanding why I’m garbed like them
Who will dig just what I’m confessing
That I enjoy being en-femme
When she can stay and not go fleeing
She’s not threatened by my ilk
A woman who understands my being
And just adores me in taffeta and silk
I'm strictly a well-dressed female
And my future I hope will be
In the arms of another female
who still loves being a girl, having a girl like me
based on
I Enjoy Being A Girl
from the Musical
Flower Drum Song
music and words by
Rogers and Hammerstein
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LtQBrShqgls
Farewell - a Musical Tribute to a Fallen Hero
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
Your sweet and weary head
Night is falling
You’ve come to journey's end
Sleep now
And dream of the ones who came before
They are calling
From across the distant shore
What can you see And all will turn Hope fades And you'll be here in my arms And all will turn
What are these tears upon your face?
Soon you will see
All of your fears will pass away
Safe in my arms
You're only sleeping
On the horizon?
Why do the white gulls call?
Across the sea
A pale moon rises
The ships have come to carry you home
To silver glass
A light on the water
All souls pass
Into the world of night
Through shadows falling
Out of memory and time
Don't say: «We have come now to the end »
White shores are calling
You and I will meet again
Just sleeping
To silver glass
A light on the water
Grey ships pass
Into the West
Words and music by Annie Lennox and Howard Shore
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JgcoBKWTW14
Four Poems
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
TG Themes:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
by Jane and Andrea Austen
How Do You Love Me?
How do you love me? Let me count the ways.
You love me in a slip and corset and dress
My heart may reach, when feeling so much less
For the likeness of man but being fair of face!
You love me to the beginning of everyday's
Most gossamer need, by sun and moonlight.
You love me freely, as a girl in your sight...
You love me purely, as your adorable girl...
You love me with the passion put to use
In my new form, and lose my childhood's self.
You love me with a love I am glad you chose
No longer man–You love me as your wife
Smiles, tears, with garters and hose...
Ah...to be a girl...oh what a life!.
Just Love
Yet, love, just love, is wonderful indeed
Finally accepted; our true selves are bright
No longer rejected but seen in an equal light
Leaps for joy like a dancing reed:
And love is the wind. And when I say at need
We love . . . pay heed . . .We love without fear
I stand transfigured, hopeful as you draw near,
Aware of the pride that beams from my face
no disgrace toward you. There's no shame
In love, when love the basest of name
Who love God, God accepts while loving, yes
And what I feel knowing He loves, I confess
Of what I am may not be how others perceive
Yet even as I am His child I may yet receive...
For My Dear and Loving Wife
If ever two were one, then surely we do.
If ever woman were lov'd by wife, it's you.
If ever wife was happy and glad indeed,
With a boy as a girl, I say please heed
I prize your love more than silver or gold
since as your helpmeet and wife you behold
My love is such that torrents may not quench
Since instead of a squire I am your wench
Your love is such I can no way repay.
To be as a wife for you dear, I pray.
Then while we live, in love let us enjoy
That you realized that I'm a girl and not a boy!
Oh, for the Time
Oh, for the time when I shall dress
In my true identity,
And never care who may stop and stare,
At the clothes that cover me!
No recognition for these desires
Will ever likely be
So long as idiots, bigots and prudes,
Think they know more about me than me
So say I, and still say the same;
Still with no regrets will say–
I want to be adorned on this winsome frame
With silks and satins all day:
Heaven will ne'er contain them all
The wishes inside of me;
They still are mine please don't forget
This feminine entity.
Oh, for the time when o'er my breast
A chemise would ne'er be finer...
Oh, for the day when I shall have
No penis, but a lovely vagina!
How Do You Love Me?
Based on Sonnet 43
by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Just Love
Based on Sonnet 10
by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
From My Dear and Loving Wife
Based on To My Dear and Loving Husband
by Anne Bradstreet
Oh, for the Time
Based on Oh for a Time When I Shall Sleep
by Emily Bronte
Friday Frivolity!!!
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
TRANSGENDER
Misty:
OMG...Ash...what happened? You turned into a girl!!!!
Ash:
(crying softly) What am I gonna do?
Misty:
Oh golly, Ash, I don't know. Maybe we should just ditch this competition and find a room?
Ash:
(Sniffle) Okay, Misty...I'd like that.
Brock:
What am I gonna do if you two leave?
Misty:
I hear James is looking for a new partner since Jessie ran off with Nurse Joy.
Pikachu': Pika Pika!!!!
LOST IN TIME
(Sound of Wayback Machine whirring and whizzing and clanging)
Kristy:
Well, Shermana, you’ve gotten us into a lot of trouble this time, and I don’t think we can get out of it!
Drea:
What have I done, Ms. Peabody?
Kristy:
Jay Ward was really pissed in contract negotiations, and he plays hardball. What were you thinking?
Drea:
I just asked for some time off and maybe that they could pay for a trip as well?
Kristy:
Well, we’re on a trip alright. He set the Wayback Machine for 1942 and we’ve landed in Belgium with no way of getting back. You ruined everything. Now we’re stuck in a brothel in Brussels. You've done it now; all the readers are really going to like this, so there’s probably no way Mr. Ward will change his mind.
Drea:
Gee, Ms. Peabody, what would be so bad about that?
Kristy:
Are you serious? Haven’t you ever heard of Forced Flemm?
Now out on CD, the latest album from Missy and Patsy,
the Pelegrino Girls, Retro-Trans,
featuring their new hit single,
The First Time!
(We Wore Our Sister's Clothes)
Woa, oh, oh, oh
There's always a first time!
Woa, oh, oh
For the longest
If you told us that we couldn't wear
Your blue camis it would be too much to bear
What else can we do
We're so inspired by you
To be just like you, Hey, it's not a crime!
Once we thought "Oh we're the only ones
Who dress like our sister just to have some fun
That's how you found us
Thank you for not making a fuss
To be just like you for longest time
Woa, oh, oh, oh
For the longest time
Woa, oh, oh
For the longest
We like dressing in your frilly things
with the comfort that your clothing brings
And it's so daring
All your pretty clothes we're wearing
To be like you for the longest time
Maybe this will fine'ly be the night
It won't be so wrong
At last we'll feel so right
You have more to spare for us to wear
Maybe no one will care
And we'll just wear your teddies.
Who knows how much further we will go
Now that we are sisters, don't you know?
There'll be no waiting
Now we three are triple dating
We haven't been there for the longest time
We were worried that we wouldn't be
The girls that we should be
Just one instead of three
Now we know the women that we are
You're wonderful, by far
Cause you kept our big secret
We won't care for what the night might bring
Long as we can dance and we can sing
We're like no others
We'll date the sisters, you'll date the brother
Just being us is not a federal crime
Woa, oh, oh, oh
Not a federal crime
Woa, oh,oh
Not a federal crime
Woa, oh, oh
Not a federal crime
Woa, oh, oh,
not a federal crime(Fade Out)
based on Billy Joel's
For the Longest Time
words and music by
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a_XgQhMPeEQ&ob=av2n
Georgie Boy
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Character Age:
TG Themes:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
Lynn Rachel Redgrave, OBE
March 8 1943 to May 2 2010
Hey there, Georgie boy... You're always fiction writing, Hey there, Georgie boy... Don't be so scared of living, Hey there, Georgie boy... Hey there, Georgie boy... Don't be so scared of living, Hey there, Georgie boy...
Blogging on the web so fancy-free;
No one can ever see
The heartbreak inside you there.
Why do you let life pass you by;
could it be your fear to try
on all of those clothes you'd wear?
but still you're fighting your heart.
Come now and make yourself a new start;
a brand new start!
There's another Georgie deep inside.
Bring out all the girl you hide and
Oh what a change there'd be;
The world would see a new Georgie girl!
and not forgiving yourself;
it's time your wife learned about Top Shelf!
(another self)
Dreamin' of the woman you could be.
Life is so much better,
you can't always hide away!
hoping that the girl inside will be
finally set free
because it's a brand new day!
and not forgiving yourself.
It's time you told her you write at Top Shelf
(your other self)
There's another Georgie deep inside
Bring out all the girl you hide and
Oh, what a change there'd be;
The world would see a new Georgie girl!
based on Georgie Girl
Words and Music by
Jim Dale and Tom Springfield
as Performed by The Seekers
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MXxnYdsYiiQ
Happy Birthday, Alison Mary!
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Permission:
Here they are once again, Missy and Patsy, the Pelegrino Girls!
Hey...just so you know..this is the our first gig for our "Hey Patsy,I Gotta Feelin' We Ain't in Bayonne Anymore" tour. Our cousin Angie DiMaggio asked us to do this song, and we love this...Aunty Andrea forgot ...she's always forgettin' somethin' you know? Well this is a birthday present for a friend of ours...shoulda been done last week, but that's what we gotta deal with, huh?
so...for our good friend and Aunt who lives all the way over in Australia, Happy Birthday Aunt Alison Mary
Hey did you see that boy in the front row.. Never mind him..did you see the girl Oh...Happy Birthday Aunty Alison...we love you!
We know a lady of elegance...
a woman of blessed renown.
If somebody put us in charge of the world,
she surely'd be wearin' a crown!
She lives in a land far over the sea,
in a place that's really so pretty;
With koalas and roos
who live in nice zoos...
Cause her condo is right in a city, duh!
So....
(Loud manic fast guitar)
Hooray for Alison Mary,
our favorite Aunty down under;
She's been here and there,
with the neat life she's lived
filled with beauty and wonder
Happy Birthday Aunt Alison Many Happy Returns;
You're the best, you rock, yes you do.
You're the bestest friend any girl ever had;
You're the greatest, you're awesome it's true
Hey Aunty Alison, you're really bitchin'
and everything you do is real neat.
If Aunty Andrea and Cousin Kelly were here
They'd agree and say...you're awesome today
You make every one's life complete!
Happy Birthday Happy Birthday Happy Birthday Happy Birthday
Hooray for Alison Mary,
she's our favorite Oceanic relation.
She's old but she's young
with an outlook unsung;
Like she's from our own generation!
Happy Birthday, Alison, you really rock!
You're the best friend we ever had.
You're bitchin' it's true
with everything that you do.....
And knowin' you makes us real glad!
Happy Birthday Happy Birthday Happy Birthday Happy Birthday
Happy Birthday Happy Birthday Happy Birthday Happy Birthday
Happy Birthday Happy Birthday Happy Birthday Happy Birthday
Wow, that was fucking awesome!
fucking gorgeous...whoa...
in the balcony OMG!!!!
Happy Friggin' Returns
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
Straight from their Real Life Test Tour, The Pelegrino Girls, Missy and Patsy sing their newest hit Happy Friggin' Returns from the CD, Emo-tional Femmes Redux
thinking things would change
wouldn't it be nice if we were older
then we wouldn't have to wait so long
and wouldn't it be nice to live together
in the kind of world where we belong
but since then things have gotten colder
even though we've prayed for oh so long
sorta like we'll never get together
so we decided that we'd sing this song
we've got a chance to mature
cause when we write and visit this site
we feel like we can endure (what life throws at us)
no longer scared or unprepared
we got strength to face the day
cause on this site we feel alright
accepted all the way
we've got a lot to live for
and part of it comes from you
you give us room to stretch and grow
and see our dreams come true
so happy birthday Erin
and many many more
we hope every wish comes true for you
you're the administrator we adore!!!!!!!
The bass player...nah... You see that boy in the front row?
Huh...what about the babe in the balcony?
Oh...Aunt Andrea says Happy Birthday, Erin and thanks for everything!
Her Princess
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Character Age:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
about two girls and their passionate love,
and how they so treasured each other;
seeing their passion as a gift from above.
Chorus:
Our love is like a fanciful story.
But it's as real as the feelings we know.
Our love is like a Cinderella story;
And our love will only blossom and grow.
It's as real as the feelings we know.
This fanciful tale is happening here today,
Even though some may say that it's wrong.
And yet they still find their love for each other
Keeps growing and becoming strong.
[Chorus]
This love's becoming deeper and deeper,
So nothing can ever keep them apart.
Their love is filled with promise and romance;
The kind of love that can only fill your heart.
[Chorus]
She said, "Don't you know how much that I love you?
But I have a secret that I must confess.
I give you my heart, I'm trusting your love for me,
even though I'm just a boy in a dress.
She swept him away, like a fairy tale princess;
Her special boy was the love of her life.
They lived together happily ever after
Sharing their joy as wife and wife!
Based on the song, Storybook Love
From the Movie The Princess Bride
Words and Music by Willy DeVille and Mark Knopfler
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4CmWMeeV_tA
Horror For Some
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Character Age:
Permission:
Horror for Some...
There once was a boy who suffered no joy for he lived in a world without magic;
He longed to be a girl, but alas in that world, he remained who he was; it was tragic.
How Lovely to be Transgender
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Character Age:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
When you're a smallish boy of fourteen,
You're faced with nothing but fear,
You wonder if you'll ever be accepted.
Then glory be, you are fifteen
And question all that you've known
And you've more than just grown
And you feel that you're somehow rejected.
How lovely to be transgender
The wait was hardly worth the while;
How lovely to feel so awkward
And never wear a smile
How lovely to have a body,
That feels oh so out of place;
Whenever you hear the whispers.
You feel like a big disgrace.
It's marvelous to feel
The way a woman feels;
It gives you such a pain once again
You've lost all your zeal
How lovely to be transgender
And have only one lot in life
To imagine a clear bright future
But have it turn all to strife
You've tried to be the woman you'd like to be!
Life's lovely if you're transgender like me!
How wonderful it would be
Just to see what women see
How marvelous to wait for a love
In a simply beautiful form
How lovely to be a transgender
And change into a femme,
To go to fancy rest'rant
And stay out after ten.
How lovely to be so female and free!
Life's lovely when you're a transgender like me
How lovely to be transgender
And find life is not so bad
To imagine a clear bright future
Where fortunes make you glad
You still can be all the woman you'd like to be!
When your real life test lasts until
Two-Thousand and Thirty-Three!
Based on
How Lovely to Be a Woman
From the Musical Bye, Bye Birdie!
Words and Music by
Lee Adams and Charles Strouse
as performed by Ann-Margaret
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O1ilu-ARtiY
Hugs!
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Character Age:
TG Themes:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
Hugs!
Hugs go on even when we don’t
Lives continue past the last breath
An eternity of friendship that brightens my way
And a love that seems to last forever
We loved and we always will
No matter how vast the distance
Between you and me
Even though you’re gone
Our love goes on and on
I never knew how good this still would be
Tho' things don’t stay the same
I suppose that’s the way it should be
But don’t you go worry
Your heart over me
Guess what, sissy dear
There are ones just like you here
Who care for me and help me carry on
So I can grow to be
whom was meant to be
So say hi now and then
and know that I'm okay
cause I'm finding my way
with the love of some
dear and special friends
Miss you, sis, but it gets better every day, yes?
I Awoke Weeping..A Sad But Hopeful Dream
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Character Age:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
A Sad but Hopeful Dream
Sang Transgender, transgender, transgender
And I said to her, Lassie, why such a distress?
Singing Transgender, transgender, transgender
Is it sorrow or sadness? I asked as she cried
Or a feeling of being a girl deep inside?
With a nod of her poor little head, she replied
Oh, Transgender, transgender, transgender!
She patted her breast, as she sat by the stream
Singing Transgender, transgender, transgender
With a sad wistful smile on her face it did seem
Oh, Transgender, transgender, transgender
She sobbed and she sighed, and she wept one small tear
She plunged neath the water ere I could draw near
And she sank straight away as she sang without fear
Oh, Transgender, transgender, transgender
I awoke and remembered we too share that name
Transgender, transgender, transgender
And you've felt that rejection that made her exclaim
Transgender, transgender, transgender
So If you need a shoulder on which you may weep
Avail you of mine as you slumber and sleep
And then we'll find our solace in caring so deep
Transgender, transgender, transgender
Based on the song Willow - Tit-willow
from the Comic Opera The Mikado
Words and Music by W.S. Gilbert and Arthur Sullivan
I Love Being Here For You!
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Character Age:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
for Julie and the Girls (and Boys)
I love to write, I love to blog
I really like it when lezzies snog
And it might seem sometimes like I’m in a fog
But I love bein’ here for you!
I love a dress , I love a skirt
even if I’m more likely to wear a shirt
And most of you know how much that does hurt
but I love being here for you!
Writing by the hour
gives me so much power
even when life seems so unfair
Struggles that we weather
As long as we're together
we can handle life with little care!
I love it when girls caress
stories ‘bout boys who like to dress
And writing tales about them I must confess!!!
And I love being here for you!
(imagine a nice jazz guitar solo,
followed by upright bass, drum and finally piano)
Singing and fine dancing
sweet characters romancing
finally getting to go their way….
two dears who are befriending
Now there’s a happy ending
falling in love at the end of the day
I love it when trans girls get to kiss
Be it with a mister or with a miss
So if you take away anything please remember this
I love being here for you!
I love being here for you!
I love being here for you!
Oh yeah, oh yeah!!!!!
I Love Being Here With You!
words and music by
Peggy Lee and William Schluger
as performed by
Diana Krall
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OqGuFfeAdgw
I love this version because of Diana Krall's superb piano, but you have to listen to this:
by the Incomparable Miss Peggy Lee
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VHthqkXM37I
If...
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Character Age:
TG Themes:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
If you’ve never ventured down this road; please don’t tell me which path to take!
If you’ve never stood where I stand; please don’t tell me which choices to make.
If you’ve never had to hide; please don’t tell me to come out.
If you’ve never known the pain I feel; please don’t tell me what it’s all about.
If you’ve never had to hope; please don’t tell me what I need.
If you’re not seeking at all; please don’t tell me which voice to heed.
If you think that this is a choice; please understand that you are wrong.
If you think that these needs are merely wants; please listen hard and long.
If you say you accept me; please understand today.
If you really want to know me then you’ll listen to what I say.
If you determine who and what I am — by your standards you define.
Then your beliefs about the person I am have superseded mine.
For if that one sad fact is only what you see as true…
Then being trans is less about me and really more about you!
Isn't It A lovely day?
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Character Age:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
| Tho' things might be frightful Right here it's delightful We're cozy and out of the way And as far as I'm concerned, it's a lovely day We're posting our stories And there aren't any worries So I can honestly say That as far as I'm concerned, it's a lovely day And everything's okay |
 Isn't this a lovely day? |
Isn't this a lovely day
for a comment or two
I can always count
On a comment from you
Just as you were writing, leaving me a comment to see
I logged on just to check out the site
What a blessing to me!
Banter back and forth
it's nice talkin' it's true
I like repartee'
even if it's just me and you
Let new stories cascade down
I'm not going to mope or frown
It's really, really okay
When I read a comment from you it's a lovely day
adapted from
Isn't It A Lovely Day?
word and music by
Irving Berlin
As performed by
Diana Krall
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H02ZcHYgVIQ
Jonelle's Song
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
TG Themes:
Permission:
for Bailey
Astonished, bewildered and oh so quite dazed
Your love for me leaves me simply amazed,
Adored, admired and wonderfully warmed
Your faith in me leaves me truly transformed
Delighted, I’m gladdened and so joyful too
My hope is that somehow I can be the same for you.
Entrusted, exalted, your love lifts me high
‘Cause now I’m your girl and you’re now my guy!
Tremendous, translucent, translated today
You reach in and touch me in every way!
So treasured and valued, your acceptance so near
So safe and secure when I’m with you, my dear
My heart to yours, and your heart to mine, too,
My life dedicated in all that I do
So wonderful now that I can’t wait to tell
With no hesitation that I’m your Jonelle!
So corny, so silly to say it this way
You, precious dear…you just brighten my day
Such wondrous love, such transcendent joy
To think I’m your girl and you are my boy
We, two, now united and ever confessing
Our friendship and love our lives now are blessing
So we tell one another and tell the world, too
You were made for me, and I made for you
Les Joyeux
Author:
Organizational:
Audience Rating:
Taxonomy upgrade extras:
A Celebration in Three Acts
Les Joyeux - Part 1
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Permission:
Les Joyeux
for Jonelle and Bailey
There’ll be time when life will be kind
When life’s voices are sweet
And the words will sadness allay
There’ll be a time when love becomes blind
And the world sings a song
And welcomes all come what may
There will be a time
I pray it won’t be long
I dreamed a dream of a time yet to be
When hope empowers
And life worth living
I dreamed that love will never die
Since I know God is forgiving
Once I was young and filled with fear
But dreams will be made and won and lost
There’ll be no answer unsaid
And life will be lived at any cost
Accusations come at night
With their voices as a lion’s roar
But one day they'll be silenced
As we dare to dream for more
He sleeps a life time by her side
She fills his days with endless wonder
Their childhood was sadly taken away
But innocence was restored when freedom came
And still she dreams he'll come to her
That they will live the years together
‘Cause there are dreams that yet may be
And there are storms we all shall weather
I have a dream our lives will be
So different from the lives we were living
So different now from what had been
Now dreams have renewed our hope within..
based on I Dreamed a Dream
from Les Miserables
words and music by
Herbert Kretzmer and
Claude-Michel Schonberg
Les Joyeux - Part 2
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
Do You Hear Our Sisters Sing?
Do you hear our sisters sing?
and brothers a song of hope today?
It is the music of a people
Who'll be free 'ere come what may!
When the yearning of your heart
overcomes the woe and sorrow
There is a life that will begin as
Hope comes tomorrow!
Will my plea to you avail?
Who will have faith and stand with me?
Somewhere there beyond the pale
There’s a whole new you to see.
Then step into the light
None may deny the right to be free!
Do you hear our sisters sing?
and brothers a song of hope today?
It is the music of a people
Who'll be free 'ere come what may!
When the yearning of your heart
overcomes the woe and sorrow
There is a life that will begin as
Hope comes 'ere tomorrow!
Will you live all you can live?
So that our banner may proceed
Some will fall and some will live
Will you stand to see your cause succeed?
our hopes and dreams
will have been attained indeed.
Do you hear our sisters sing?
and brothers a song of hope today?
It is the music of a people
Who'll be free 'ere come what may!
When the yearning of your heart
overcomes the woe and sorrow
There is a life that will begin as
Hope comes tomorrow!
Song adapted from
Do You Hear the People Sing?
from the musical Les Miserables
words and music by
Herbert Kretzmer and
Claude-Michel Schonberg
Les Joyeux - Part 3
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Character Age:
TG Themes:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
How Nice!
Shane sat down at the piano. Music went through his head as he tried to pick out the notes, but the events of the day had taken their toll. Almost asleep, he laid his head on the keys. Another argument with his father after class led to shouting on both sides; an ultimatum to drop the subject or move out and onto campus…without any help from his parents. The conflict within his own family had cruelly broken his spirit, and he had almost given up any hope of being whole.
The sound of piano and soft strings began to stir; followed by the clear thump of bass and the mix of flute. He tried to lift his head, but his sadness was so heavy upon him that he remained at rest. The sweet voice of a girl spoke softly into his ear; a familiar voice; a treasured sound that seemed to reach deep into his soul…
Gillian -
How nice…
This feeling that your life's begun anew
This change...
Would I really fall in love with you?
What's the matter with you, Annette
Have you been too much without hope?
So many things unclear
So many things unknown.
Annette -
In my life
There are so many riddles and questions
with answers seemingly apparent
In my life
There are times when I’m plagued with suggestions
The yell of a well meaning parent
And it shouts
Of a world that I should see
Out of touch
Just a falsehood away
Lying to me.
Gillian -
Is he really a she?
Do I know if she's real?
Can I know what she knows?
When I think what I feel?
Annette -
In my life
I'll no longer fear
Since the love in my life
Is so near
Forgive me, I am here!
Annette’s mother -
Dear Annette,
You're such a troubled child
How wistful, how peculiar to me
Believe me, were it within my strength
I would go to any length
How mournful it must be, I can see
How pathetic you must be.
Annette -
There's so little I see
That I'm longing to be
Of the girl that I want
my fam’ly to know...
There's so little you say
Of the one I’m today
Why you always reject
Why there’s never respect
So pale! So sad and gray...
the past lives today
In my life
I have none that who know
That I’m loving and with gentle intent
But Papa, please Papa,
In your eyes I am just like a child
Who is wicked and bent
Annette’s Father -
No more words
No more words. To me you are dead
There are curses
That are better silent
Better unsaid.
Annette -
In my life
I'm no longer a boy and I yearn
For you know I speak truth
Of the years... of my youth!
Annette’s Father -
That you yearn?
Truth is spoken by God
To me all in my time
You must learn!
(Annette’s father departs)
Gillian -
In my life
She has sung like an angel from heaven
The light of a star…
And my heart seems to stop
As if something is over
Even while we’ve come far….
Annette -
You're the one who has brought me here
Thanks to you I no longer fear
Paradise is near!
And I now live a life that is new that is free
Gillian (to herself)
Every word she speaks burns as a flame within me!
In my life
There's ne’er been one like her anywhere
Anywhere, there I’ll find...
I’ll be her’s; she’ll be mine
Gillian and Annette -
In my life
There is someone who touches my life
Annette -
Waiting near
Gillian -
Waiting here
(Annette goes into the garden, Gillian follows after…)
Annette -
A heart filled with love
A heart filled with song
Setting aside what I knew what was wrong
Oh God, for shame
I have never spoken my name
Dear, Dear Annette
Speak it now
No regret
A heart filled with love
Fine’ly me without fear
Gillian -
My name is Gillian
Annette -
And mine's Annette
Gillian -
Annette…I don't know what to say...
Annette -
Then make no sound
Gillian -
You were lost
Annette -
Now I’m found!
Gillian -
A heart filled with hope
Annette -
A life bright as gold
Gillian -
And you must never surrender
Annette, Annette!
Annette -
This is a dream that will ne’er die
Gillian -
Dare we dream?
Annette -
I'm awake!
Gillian -
A heart filled love
Annette -
Love only for you!
Gillian -
One word you spoke and then I knew
Annette -
I knew it too
Gillian -
From today
Annette -
Without fail!
Annette and Gillian -
For it isn't a dream
Not a dream after all.
Annette’s Father -
It was never mine to choose
Why did I force what could not be?
A life that was not hers to live
Not for her…not for her …not for me!
Her heart is filled with love
She will always be that way...
The sound of a D minor 7th broke the silence as Pywacket hopped up on the keyboard. She began to purr and nuzzle the sleeping figure as the keys gave way gently to her paws. From the living room, a voice came.
“Gillian’s here for your practice, sweetie. I thought it would be great if she stayed for dinner. That way the two of you could work right up until six, when your Dad gets home from work. He’s picking up Thai… we haven’t had take out in a while, and I have to run a few errands. I hope you don’t mind practicing by yourselves.”
“That’s very sweet of you, Mrs. Ragazza.” Gillian said as she walked into the family room to find the Siamese treading lightly on the still-sleeping figure.
“Hey…sleepyhead…Brahms and Beethoven and Gillian Belladonna are here.” Gillian leaned over and gave her partner a kiss on the cheek.
“What…what’s…oh…Hi, Gil.”
“Hi, yourself. We’ve got to get to work if I’m going to be ready on Sunday…The concert is going to be so cool…I get to go first with Debussey. You hit em with Mendelssohn and we bring it home with Brahms, okay? We encore with I Remember You by Diana Krall...I'll take harmony, okay? I’m wearing my rust colored off the shoulder gown…You decide what you’re going to wear?” Gillian smiled and the reply came.
“I’m leaning toward the red sleeveless, but the black strapless might work as well.” Annette said as if the choices were an everyday event…well, maybe not every day. As she sat up at the piano Gillian slipped in beside her and pulled her in for a soft kiss, which Annette gave into gladly.
She'd have something else to say later, but just as she closed her eyes, she could have sworn she saw the cat wink at her.
The End
adapted from In My Life and
A Heart Full of Love
from the Musical Les Miserables
Words and Music by
Herbert Kretzmer and
Claude-Michel Schonberg
L'Isle Joyeuse
Claude Debussey
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VPTr2OD_ezw
Piano Concerto No. 1 in G minor (op. 25)
Felix Mendelssohn
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gj0JFMU7ZLk
No. 5 in F♯ minor: Allegro
Johannes Brahms
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JWz16qZcvaE&feature=relate
I Remember You
Words and Music by
Johnny Mercer and Victor Schertzberger
As performed by Diana Krall
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7MRuddACeGk
Life Lived Late
Author:
Audience Rating:
Contests:
Publication:
Genre:
Character Age:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
I learned the truth when I was eight
That love in my family was worse than hate
And little girls who were born as boys
found pains and sadness instead of joys
The chance to be who I really was
Might never happen just because
life was so much different then
and girls like me grew up as men
And innocence was torn asunder
life grew lacking in awe and wonder
never had the chance to grow
by thirteen things began to show
And no one to tell my story to
and left with nothing else to do
It all seemed oh so mean before thirteen
And now so much later in my life
All grown up with son and wife
Wishing for what could have been
Not much chance to begin again
A lament’s a pointless exercise
realizing there is none so wise
who treasures not what cannot be
Through tear-stained eyes for girls like me
To cherish what you truly are
No matter close or very far
In travels of maturity and closely held integrity
Your conscience rails against your choices
accusing you with angry voices
but silenced by the truth known not by youth
To those of us who felt the fear
Of some other life lived year by year
Authentic selves always set apart
except by words inside the heart
It was far away and long ago
the one inside they dare not show
when dreams were never meant to be
for ugly girly boys like me...
We lived our lives, and made our choices
Some affected by other’s voices
Regrets for another life not lived
that set aside what we really believed
but still with friends who by their lead
show dreams can finally succeed
It’s really not too late at sixty-five
based on At Seventeen
written by Janis Ian
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7oCTMcbQ1QE
Little Girl Found
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Character Age:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
the man asked the girl on the floor. I'm the little girl you used to be, until you left and walked out the door.
the little girl asked as the tears welled up in her eyes. I didn't think that you'd mind, he said at the one he had grown to despise. leaving me here in the dark. I've become quite a person myself, you see; finally leaving my mark. I oh so wished to remain. But with no one to listen to me but you I felt no one would hear me again. I believed what is false; not what's true. That somehow you came and were quite something else convinced that I was me and not you. and why God had sent me to be. a part of your life and a blessing to you; He gave that task only to me. as she continued to sit on the floor. He shook his head NO as he backed away slowly looking to walk through the door. what makes us so special it's true. Without each other we cannot exist; Because you are me and I'm you. I forgive you she said, no more lies! They walked hand in hand as they passed through the door, Each seeing through the other one's eyes. and the man could finally agree; How could I have lived without you he said When I 've always been you and you me. depending so much on one's view. I may not know quite what to expect, he said... But in the end you are me and I'm you.
Don't leave me I pled as you walked away
I'm sorry he said if I left you alone
I made the mistake of leaving you here
You left me before I could tell you my story;
I'm part of you, the little girl said
They're not bad as you think..they merely don't know
He picked her up sadly filled with guilt and with shame;
I am quite complete the little girl said
So it's all so simple and yet all so involved
Love This Site
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
TG Themes:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
with much affection - Thanks Erin!
with apologies to everyone I didn't name;
I love you all!
Yesiree
I suppose you would fully agree
Writing’s fine
blogging’s good
Every day, which is just as it should be
I like commenting and why not?
Corresponding’s a pleasure that I deny not
Erin’s here
Sephy too
Jenna and Bob and Puddin’ too
Helping me
Helping you
We'll all try being good to each other
And supporting our friends
Because it feel so right
Andrea
Why?
Ghost of TGFiction
Why?
Cause we like this site.
Andrea
It’s really well for us
Writing stories on this site
Ghost of TG Fiction
Absolutely Girl
Why?
Andrea
Because BC cares for me, that's why!
Ghost of TG Fiction
Oh, Andrea, you're an even bigger girl than I took you for!
You've had almost sixty years on this planet
And during your long, but improving existence
You’ve just learned how to live
Now listen to me
Love this site!
Well, go on
Andrea
Love this site
Ghost of TG Fiction
That's better!
Yessiree
Andrea
Yessiree
Ghost of TG Fiction
Good, good
Writing here’s a perpetual spree
Andrea
A perpetual spree
Ghost of TG Fiction
Reading lore
Andrea
Lovely tales
Ghost of TG Fiction
Lot’s of friends who will
help with what ails me!
Andrea
I like writing the tales I’m writing
Ghost of TG Fiction
That's better, ‘drea
With readers that are inviting!
Fantasy
Yesiree
Frozen Balance and Dormice for me!
Soccer Girl, Sk8trr too!
Andrea
Gaby, Eve
Ghost of TG Fiction
Chrissy too
Ghost of TG Fiction and Andrea
Something appealing to me and to you
Ghost of TG Fiction
Where there's romance and danger
Written on this site
Andrea
Why?
Ghost of TG Fiction
Why?
Cause we love this site
Ghost of TG Fiction and Andrea
Where there's music and laughter
Happiness is right
Why?
‘Cause we love this site
Ghost of TG Fiction
Come on, Andrea, we're going visiting
You're in for a few surprises
Let's PLAY NICE
That's the the best
Makes a girl want her GRS
Dance and sing
that's the thing
Seeing life from a different perspective
Comments and stories;
My life is filled with light
That’s why I love this site!
That's the secret of living
Andrea
Any girl can fly!
Ghost of TG Fiction
Why?
‘Cause we love this site
Sung to the tune of I Like Life
From the movie, Scrooge
Words and music by Leslie Bricusse
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8VkOBbt5gl8
Make Him Change
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
Make Him Change
by Maria Pasqualina Commentare'
Though the world is so full plenty of things,
I know we should all be as happy as
But are we?
No, absolutely no, definitely no.
Assuredly no. Uh uh.
Nice boys have pretty faces and
Pretty boys have nice faces.
Gorgeous boys have little patience
And patient boys have no problem at all!
And in the words of that immortal Goddess
Rickard Engfors, as she was about to be lead
To the corsetiere’s...
Make him change
Make him change
Don't you know every boy wants to change
(Ha ha!)
As mistress say, "Be a woman, dear lad
Anything else would be rather sad”
He’ll be standing on heels
Fine'ly finding how feminine feels
Help him into corsets and you’ll be quite elite
Help him understand that bein’ a girl is a treat!
Just make him put on pantyhose and
He’ll be kissing your feet
Make him change
Make him change
Make him change
Make him...
Make him change
Every boy needs to gender arrange
As Mistress just say, ‘You need to inhale
So that your corset stay doesn’t impale.’
Make him change
It won’t hurt
Wear a belt
He’ll be svelte
In a skirt
You start him off pretending
He’s a woman with grace
She’ll wriggle in her panties
Giggling all over the place
And then you finish up with Covergirl all over his/her face
Make him change
Make him change
Make him change
Make him change
Make him change
Don't you know every boy wants to change?
(Maniacal laughter)
Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha
Ah ha ha ha ha ha
Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha
Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Make him change ah ah!
Make him change ah ah!
Make him change, ah ah!
Make him change!
Make him change!
Make him change!
based on Make 'Em Laugh
words and music by
Arthur Freed and Nacio Herb Brown
from the Motion Picture
Singin' In the Rain
as performed by the
Inimitable Donald O'Connor
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FW02c5UNGl0&feature=related
Mid-Week Melodies!!!
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
Mid-Week Melodies!
Now...all in one great (if risky) CD, your favorite music by your favorite characters in the employ of that great if no so forgiving conglomerate - Enjoy!!!
from Snow White and the Seven Protocols
Some day my doc will say,
We got two psychologists to sign today
And away to her clinic we'll go
To be happy forever I know
Some day when healing is through
We'll find our love anew
And the birds will sing
And wedding bells will ring
Some day when my dreams come true
* * *
from Pinnochia
I've got no dick
To make me frown
And no more pants, I wear a gown
I had nuts
But now I'm free
There’s no boy nads on me
Hi-ho the me-ri-o
That's the only way to be
I want the world to know
I’m just a girl, you see?
I’ve got no penis
I’ve got fun galore
There ain’t no worries anymore
I take meds
and I’m depressed
Cause it’s much more than a dress!
* * *
from Cinderfella
Your surgeon will construct your girl things
When you're fast asleep
In dreams you lose all your male things
unless there’s some you want to keep (huh?)
Have faith in your doc and someday
Your gender will come shining thru
So no matter what your preference
you’ll find someone in deference who
might see that your wish will come true
* * *
and ...Petra Pan
Think of the crying that you’ve done
Every rejection, every one
Think of Easter, Christmas, too
They just hate the sight of you
They bought into every lie????
You can die! You can die!
You can die! You can die!
* * *
one of your favorites??? The Bungle Book
Oh it’s the sad banalities
The simply mean realities
Forget about that visitation right
Oh it’s the sad banalities
The twisted up legalities
You’re in for one big annoying custody fight
* * *
or is this your favorite??? The Little Faux Maid
There you see her
Looking back at you
She’s afraid to say
What she wants you to
And you don't know why
But you're dying to try
You wanna be the girl
Yes, just be her
Look at her, you know you do
Possible that you could be her
But you can satisfy her
It don't take sound
Not a single sound
Go on and be the girl
Sha la la la la la
My oh my
Look’s like the boy just is wishin’
Too afraid to just transition
Sha la la la la la
Ain't that sad?
Ain't it a shame?
Too bad, he gonna stay a boy!
* * *
and who can forget?
Beauty at the Very Least?
There's something sweet
And almost femme
‘Cause he was nice, if still a coarse and unsophisticated gem
And now he's soft
And a boy no more!
I wonder why I didn't think of this before
A little tuck
Some padding too,
Some hose and garters just might make the image true
We won’t stop there
A half-slip too…
I might forget just why I thought to marry you
New and a bit peculiar
Who'd have ever thought that this would do
I’m so glad to rule you
‘Cause I know that’s exactly what you’d want me to?
Well, who'd believe
Well, who would hear?
You used to be a boy but now a girl my dear???
Well, who indeed?
We'll wait and see
Oh never fear!
Your estrogen is just about to kick in, my dear
You know, perhaps there's something there
that wasn't there before
There may be something there
that wasn't there before
* * *
The Lioness
From the day that I met my new family
And they had declared me their son
There was more to me than could ever be seen
And a future that might never be undone
There's far too much to understand
Even less when they seek not the unseen
And my life will elapse
And my hopes will collapse
Unless somebody listens to me?
I’m a girl not a boy
And I want peace and joy
Trusting that you’ll hear
What I’ve got to say?
Till I find my place
On the path revealing
In the riddle…
The riddle that is me!
* * *
and finally...
Journey With a New Girl
If you never knew me
If you never felt this love
Would you have no inkling of
How different life might
And if you never held me
Would you have ever thought?
How at last I'd find in you
The lesson God had taught
In this world so full of fear
and full of sad despair
You could see the truth so clear
In my soul…if you care?
And I'm so grateful for you
I'd have lived my entire life
Lost forever
without you as my wife
Mirror, Mirror
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Character Age:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
And the world is bad,
but somehow I feel better thinking of me...
And the way I look tonight.
No longer hirsute,
There is nothing for me but to love me,
And the way I look tonight.
With each word my confidence grows,
Pushing my fear away...
And that laugh that brightens my smile,
and suddenly it's such a lovely day!
Gorgeous, or just a pretty boy.
bringing me such joy
looking like my mother
and I love me ... I look a lot like her tonight.
Mm, Mm, Mm, Mm,
I love the way I look to-night
To the tune of
The Way You Look Tonight
Words and Music by
Dorothy Fields and Jerome Kerns
Moira McDougal
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
Moira McDougal
for my sister Ronnie
To the Tune of Eleanor Rigby
Moira McDougal looks at her Sisters
and wonders if she'll ever be.
"What about me?
Stares in the mirror, missing the sad little
girl who she'd never become;
At least not at home.
All the dreams and wishes;
When will they all come true?
Nothing more than this is…
It's up to me and you.
Mr. McDougal, yelling at Martin
along with a harsh hateful stare.
Why didn't he care?
Missing the picture, despising the sweet
lovely daughter he already had;
So terribly sad.
Her yearnings and her dreams
Where do they all come from?
From whence her heart, it seems
The girl she should become.
Ah, look at all of those rejected
Treasures they all should have protected
Martin McDougal died soon thereafter;
replaced by the girl meant to be
Finally free.
Moira McDougal, valued by Sisters and
Brothers from far and from near;
Treasured so dear.
All the dreams and wishes.
When will they all come true?
Nothing more than this is…
It's up to me and you.
Eleanor Rigby 1966 from the album Revolver
John Lennon and Paul McCartney
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OaRNrDaoMqw
My Lament
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Character Age:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
Look at me and you'll see
I'm a -- product of rejection
I'm so sad, feeling bad
that I -- failed to pass inspection
Not like you, what to do
when my -- TS friend rejects me
Would have thought that at least
you'd accept me
Wearing lovely clothes is comforting
Thought I finally had some meaning
Experienced instead demeaning;
You dismissed the way I see me
Look and see; it's just me
We were -- s’posed to be companions
I was wrong, don’t belong,
Cause I’m -- utterly abandoned.
Hard to say, either way
if I'll -- ever pass inspection
Crushed my soul, took its toll
with rejection
Yes I wear a skirt; I feel so good;
even though I failed your test
I’m just sorry I confessed
that it's really not the dress
I’m in pain once again
“Cause I’m not -- accepted by my sister
I’m dismissed by her now
Merely -- just another mister.
Second class, not to pass
Just one -- more of your inspections
I’m so sad that it’s come to another
rejection
To the tune of Pure Imagination
composed by Anthony Newley and Leslie Bricusse
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RZ-uV72pQKI
New Oppor-TUNE-ities Tour with the Pelegrino Girls
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Character Age:
TG Themes:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
with Missy, Patsy, and little 'sister' Pauli,
the Pellegrino Girls
Listen as the girls sing three of their new hits off their CD, Multiple Chances: Gee Mom; Gosh Dad...We Didn't Know You Were Home...Yeah..What Are We Doin' In Connie's Closet...uh...emmmm
Loser*
I’m am such a loser
That’s all I hear you saying
No matter what I do
You think that I’m just playing
No one seems to understand me
Time seems to drift away
And you just seem to hate me
All you do is hate me!
I’ve been wasting my time
Saying I’m a girl seems to be a waste
And it’s really a crime
You just don’t seem to know who I am
Nothin’ but a loser…nothin’ but a loser!
Well I get so hurt when you just hate me
I’m still your child, Oh take a look and see me
Accept me, please see me as your daughter
I've got to keep on prayin’ that prayer,
though I may never see it
I will still believe it!
Never be accepted….never be accepted
I’m a disappointment I think I should be leavin’, yeah
Since I’m dead to you, I’ll leave you to bereavin’
Maybe somewhere, I might find understanding
I've got to keep on living my dream,
though you might never see her
I know I’ll always be her.
No more wasting my time, I'm just livin’ my life
Takin' my time, just livin’ my life
Takin' my time, yeah I'm takin' my time...
Dwelling In The Past**
So glad that I’m grinning,
now that you know I’m your daughter.
You fine’ly faced the music
and concluded I’m no bother.
We'll sit down to dinner
and we’ll listen now at last
Oh, we won't give in
and go dwelling in the past.
Once I used to try to
be a boy like every other.
Now there's resolution, now that I’m
just like my mother
Please open your eyes
and then our lives will heal much faster.
Fine’ly moving on…
no longer dwelling in the past.
Called***
I know that God has called me to be part of his plan
And he has chosen healing by using my own hand…
He sends me to bring caring, amidst the pain and strife
Accepting and embracing, and loving them to life
All his children around me
Are sent from Heaven above
So thank the Lord, oh thank the Lord for all his love...
I thank oh dear god above, for leading me this day
for using me to love them, each one along my way
I have nothing to offer but what you’ve given me
The love I have within my heart, the love that set me free
All his children around me
Are sent from Heaven above..
So thank the Lord, oh thank the Lord for all his love..
I really wanna thank you Lord!
Tickets on sale at Kresges, Two Guys, and all Rockaway Sales locations and on line at www.PellegrinoGirlz.com. All proceeds will go to the WeWannaGirlRockapella Foundation.
Produced by Moving Dirt Company, Ltd; CD's available on line and at all Sam Goody Locations.
*based on Long Time
words and music by
Tom Scholtz
as performed by Boston
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BTFD5DZwK7g
**based on Living in the Past
words and music by Ian Anderson
As performed by Jethro Tull
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EsCyC1dZiN8
*** based on All Good Gifts
from the musical Godspell
words and music by Stephen Schwartz
(my wife grew up across the street from
him...no kidding!)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZBklIr1cOuM
Oh! The Journey You'll Take
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
Oh! The Journey You’ll Take!!!
Hey, dear heart
Today is your day.
You’ve made your decision
You’re off straight away!
You have strength in your heart.
You’ve a clear, settled mind.
You can just about follow any path you might find.
You’re not on your own as you walk thru the door.
You’ll have examples from many who have ‘ere gone before!
You’ll read many stories and hear many voices.
One thing is for certain; you won’t lack for choices.”
With your mind full of wisdom and with strength in your heart,
I trust you, dear one that each choice will be smart...
And you might find it painful; you’ll find that it’s true!
But your heart will give strength to each thing that you do.
It might be painful you see; just take it from me!
You might find it hard and you might find it strange;
you might find that often your plans you will change!
And if life throws you curves, don’t you worry or fret…
I trust that you’ll make it…You’ll make it I bet!
You’ll be just fine and yet…
You’ll have trouble…
You’ll find it’s not easy
You’ll find that it’s true
That life often doesn’t make it easy for you.
But still I’m not worried; I trust that you’ll win.
Because of the wonderful girl you have been.
Wherever you go, with each step that you take.
I know you’ll succeed with each choice that you make!
But even if you don’t.
(Cause, often you won’t.)
So sorry to say so but dear one, yes it’s true
that Foul-ups and Fuck-ups might happen to you.
You might be left standing with the mess others made,
And the lemons you’re stuck with won’t make lemonade.
Your girlfriend might hate you; your boyfriend might run;
cause as many might tell you, TG ain’t always fun!
Cause if you’re you, you might not have that much fun.
Just being yourself is not easily done.
You may come to a place where you find you’ve no friend.
It might even be home…and it hurts with no end.
A place that should welcome; with folks who rejoice.
Where welcome is expressed by each blessed voice.
How much can you take as they battle your choice?
But it’s not a choice; it’s just who you are.
Can’t they see with their eyes that you’ve come very far?
It’s your journey, your argosy…your life fraught with pain.
Don’t they know it will kill you to go back there again?
You might get so confused, filled with guilt and with doubt
that you’ll cry out of sadness; just wanting to shout.
I can’t be who you want; my real me must be out!
No! That won’t do!
Somehow you’ll find that there’s some who will say,
We’re glad you are you, even more every day…
friends who will love you come ever what may!
Oh, the person you’ll be! There is life to enjoy!
At last you’re a girl; and no longer a boy.
But no, you were never a he…nope no sirree!
You’ve been a girl all along, oh, gosh, don’t they see
You’ve never been him…you were always a she!
They’ll proclaim you a girl, yes indeed, actually!
Except when they don’t.
Because, often, they won’t.
I’m sorry that sometimes you’ll find that they hate…
They haven’t a clue even at this late date.
But more often than not some folks might surprise
They will be oh so welcoming, wondrous and wise
You’ll find that they like you, you just might surmise.
I hope you’re encouraged with my little tale;
you’ll find you’ll succeed and that you won’t fail
as long as you know you’ve got friends indeed
who’ll meet you as much as they can in your need.
So start your great journey, your beginning is near;
you’ve got folks who care; yes indeed, have no fear!
You’ve got all you need deep inside yes it’s true…
You’ll succeed, yes my dear, just because you are you!
On This Day of Celebration
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
On this day of sweet refrains we'd apprehend His love; And what does He require of me, that I would heed His call? On this sweetest day of joy to be seen for who we are. And what does he require of you, dear kindred, every one?
On this day of jubilation, would that we'd all surmise,
That each and every one of us
is precious in His sight.
On this day of joyous songs that worship Him above;
Desiring that we'd all rejoice
in doing what is right.
But be just in cause and sweet in mercy, living humbly, loving all.
That I might learn to love each one,
I'd love each one I might.
Oh to be now reconciled with those both near and far;
That each of us would come to know
that Hope outlasts the night.
And what shall we remember most when last the day is done?
That all of us, across the world
are blessed by His sweet light.
Once again
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Character Age:
TG Themes:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
Once Again
They say lightning never strikes in the same way twice
and you can only make one first impression
that love may be lovelier the second time around
just not for me might be your confession
But sometimes a light surprises
and reveals a grace never expected
you find yourself in the arms of another
and you feel that you're utterly connected
Once again, you're absolutely blessed
tho' you feared you'd never love again
but suddenly life happens and then
A second chance becomes alive for you
Once again, you're an absolute blessing
tho' he never expected someone again
but here you come along and then
two hearts become as one, oh yes it's true
Sometimes a light surprises
and reveals a grace never expected
you find yourself in the arms of another
and you feel that you're magicly connected
Once again, the two of you as one
never anticipating a second chance
much less a nice romance
a happy new life together just begun
Only A T Girl Knows!
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
or those who just don't get it!
Come on Doctor give me a date
Some of us T-girls started much too late
I just don't wanna to leave my gender to fate
Since you know it’s more than bras and hose
‘Cause only a T-Girl knows
Well they teased me and told me to just go away
I feared the girl within me wouldn’t see the light of day
An arrested transition is too steep a price to pay
You know it’s more than what your outside shows
‘Cause only a T-Girl knows
Only a Teeeee - Girl knows
Only a T-Girl knows
Some might presume they know all there is to know
They offer advice with no wisdom to show
And they’ve got all the answers with none of my woe
And they do nothing but blindly suppose
‘Cause only a T-Girl know
Well acceptance ain’t no good without a real relation
Heart ache won’t go away just because they say
And they can't see our lives as one's of desperation
"Please don't say to me…you see what I see!!!"
Look out, look out, sister, It just isn’t right
We can’t talk to family without startin’ a fight
And we cry ‘cause they might never see the light
Since some think it’s only womens' clothes
But only a T-girl knows
Maybe a T-boy
But mostly a T-girl…knows....
Even for crossdressers
And for impersonators
And Transsexuals…
And Transvestites…
And any other permutation
In all of creation
‘Cause only a T-Girl knows…
More than just pantyhose…
More than just women’s clothes
‘Cause only a T-girl knows…
Oopsies
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Character Age:
TG Themes:
Permission:
 |
Oopsies
by Andrea Lena DiMaggio An Off-off Broadway Musical! |
Let me write and the world is full of singing,
And I'm winging Higher than a sparrow.
Oh I fear i may stumble,
my life's a jumble, sweet heart
...wish I looked like Mia Farrow!
Words! Words! I'm so filled with words!
I write words I must confess;
and I forgot to sign off, Oh what a mess!
Sorry my dear, but all that I fear has come to pass!
Oopsies! I've been found out...
There is no doubt... I want to shout,
Oopsies! Here we are together and the questions are flying fast.
A girly nom de plume? I've been found out at last!
Anyone who's ever had to hide will tell you that....
She's really not in the mood for a chat! O my sweet honey...
Isn't it sunny? Gee isn't this funny?
Oopsies! Oopsies! Now i must rehearse oh how to converse.
Things couldn't get worse! Ooooop-sies...
Don't know what to do! Don't know what to say!
Forgive me today, Oopsies!
Hon, I'm still the one you've known all along!
Please just hear my song! Honey!
Never do I ever want to hear another word.
Whatever you have to tell me is just absurd.
Please listen hon, it's not what it seems to you;
I'm sorry now for ever hurting you!
Tell me your arms still hunger for mine?
Please understand? Love you! Always!
We need to talk without delay
I need to hear from you right now today,
Show me NOW!
Adapted from Show Me
from the musical play,
My Fair Lady
Lyrics by Alan Jay Lerner and
music by Frederick Loewe
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H8zyF0ZOy3k
Our Day Will Come!
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Character Age:
TG Themes:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
Our day might come
Though we don’t have everything
Sharing our joy
And all that love can bring
Still some might tell me
I’m too wrong to know (wrong you know!)
But I still love you so (still wrong you know!)
And you still love me
Our day might come
Though we have waited so long
Too many years
And lives have come and gone
With souls so brave
Buying life with sweat and tears
With hopes and fears
So that our day would come!
Our dream has hope
A hope that will give
A chance that’s new
for others like me and you
And Our Day will come!
Our Day Will Come
performed by Pete Anderson
written by Mort Garson and Bob Hilliard.
Pretty
Author:
Audience Rating:
Contests:
Publication:
Genre:
TG Themes:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
The touch of satin on my skin
The touch that warms the girl within
Most times it doesn’t fail to thrill
The touch of satin usually will
It’s not just fabric but a thought
That recalls every lesson taught
I never planned to be this way
But here I am like this today
A slip once worn by someone close
Feelings carry me along
A transport to the past
Mem’ries unsurpassed
That fill this heart with song
White slip and pretty pull-up hose
I’m awfully thin from head to toes
I love the way the satin feels
And wearing sandals with low heels
I’ve tried to put it off to let it go
With shame that ere assails
But then I think of you
Oh what to do as every effort fails
I was so lost but then was found
A transformation so profound
You saw the girl is what you said
Inside the boy with whom you wed
It’s more that clothing, or attire
Of yours I had come to admire
Your spirit touched me deep inside
No long forced to run and hide
So now I find myself remembering
The times that we have shared
In all the years that passed I simply know
That you're the one who cared
So now I sit in slip and hose
Enthralled with the garb I chose
And now to finish I confess
I saved for last your wedding dress
based on
Save the Best for Last
words and music by
Phil Galdston, Wendy Waldman and Jon Lind
as performed by
Vanessa Williams
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5EdmHSTwmWY
School Days...
Author:
Audience Rating:
Contests:
Publication:
Genre:
Character Age:
Permission:
School Days
by Andrea Lena DiMaggio
I’ve decided which school I want to go to, Mom.
No. Oh no, honey. Not there! You know what they stand for and that’s not what we taught you.
I know, Mom, but I’m still going to go.
No! You will not! This is totally against nature, and you’re wrong!
But Dad…I…I’ve known I was like this since I was five!
You’ve been confused, honey. You just need to pray more.
No, Mom. This is who I am.
It’s your Uncle Dale, right? See, Mona! I told you nothing good would come of him spending time with that….
I knew even before I even met Uncle Dale!
No matter…No son of mine…. My child will not!
I’m sixteen, Dad… You can’t stop me!
Kim? Think of what you’re doing to your father.
I’m sorry, Mom, but this is who I am and I have to follow my dreams.
Sometime later….
Jeez, Kim. Are you going to be all day? We’re all ready and you’ve hardly started.
Sorry, Nina, but I want to be just so when I get called on. The first day of class and I want to make a good impression!
Well, if it’ll help, you make a good impression with me.
Oh…
Here, let me help you with your makeup.
Thanks
Second Chance Waltz
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Character Age:
TG Themes:
Permission:
from Mom
(and maybe a wee bit of autoharp by a friend?)
I know a fair lass
Who had blessed romance
But when he sadly passed
She felt she’d lost her chance
To e’er love again
And to join in the dance
To discover a second chance love...
And I know a lad
A fine blessed boy
With three little kids
Who are his pride and joy
He saw that sweet lass
And said she’ll be my bride
As she’ll be my own second chance love…
Come away with me now
Please come over the sea
Can’t you see, my sweet darlin’
Just what you do for me
With you by my side
I’ll be all I can be
As I pray that I’ll be that for you!
Now I know a young couple
Who found romance fair
With a love oh so true
‘Twas like floating on air
And though they’ve come back to earth
They’re still quite a pair
As they’re dancin’ their Second Chance Waltz
Oh be with me darlin’
And I’ll be here for you
We’ll be a bright blessin’
In all that we do
We’ll reach out to touch hearts
As not one now but two
(Not countin’ the wee ones, aye? ‘Tis true!)
I know a sweet family
Off to a great start…
Holding each other close
Never ever to part
A family of love
Who is blessed with one heart
As they dance in the Second Chance Waltz
Oh be with me darlin’
And I’ll be here for you
We’ll be a bright blessin’
In all that we do
We’ll reach out to touch hearts
As not one but now two
(Not countin’ the wee ones, Aye, ‘Tis true!)
I know a sweet family
Off to a great start…
Holding each other close
Never ever to part
A family of love
Who is blessed with one heart
As they dance in their Second Chance Waltz
As they dance in their Second Chance Waltz
As they dance in their Second Chance Waltz
Shut Up!
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
Shut Up!
A Musical Interlude from the Way-Off Broadway Musical
Guys Can Be Dolls
I dreamed last night I got on the boat to heaven
And by some chance I felt like I had something to say
‘I bet you’re surprised that I’m In the boat with you..."
But the passengers they shouted me down, It’s TRUE
For the Candidates; they all said;
"Shut up, you're rockin' the boat"
The Candidates shouted again;
"Shut up, you're rockin' the boat"
The Candidates all said
"We care about you,
Much, much more than your parents do!"
" Shut up, Shut up, Shut up, Shut up!
" Shut up, you're rockin' the boat"
For the Pundits; they all said
"Shut up, you're rockin' the boat"
The Pundits shouted again;
"Shut up, you're rockin' the boat"
The Pundits remarked
"After all is said and done
You’ll groom ev’ry kid one by one."
"Shut up, Shut up, Shut up, Shut up!
"Shut up, you're rockin' the boat"
For the Preachers; they all said
"Shut up, you're rockin' the boat"
The Preachers shouted again;
"Shut up, you're rockin' the boat"
The Preachers they all said
"We all know full well
Our Bible says you’re going to hell!"
" Shut up, Shut up, Shut up, Shut up!
" Shut up, you're rockin' the boat"
I floated adrift from that little boat to heaven
And by some chance found I had some company
picked up by a boat filled with misfits just like me
But the folks in the other boat still did insist…
For those people; they all said
"Beware you're missing this heavenly ship"
The people all said
"Beware, beware you’re on the wrong trip…
and even as I felt overwhelmed
I saw the kind guy manning the helm
and he said…
"We’re cool, we’re okay
You’re jusy fine since you’re goin’ my way…"
So speak up, speak up,, speak up,, Speak up!
Soeak up and keep rockin' the boat!
adapted from
Sit Down! You're Rockin' the Boat
from the Musical Guys and Dolls
words and music by
Frank Loesser
Cover by Jennifer Nettles
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c2eRNccwdDU
Sisters
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Character Age:
TG Themes:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
Sisters
(YASAG!)
Meet Nika, who sings with wit and mirth
she'll make you smile for all you're worth
But then Mika's song will make you cry
about a girl who was guy
What a crazy pair!
But they're sisters,
Non-identical sisters of the heart
One pair of oddly matched siblings
Growing up miles apart.
While Mika adores a Boston tune
or Groban singing about the moon
the two of them love Hermann scores
or some punky tune that never bores
What a wild duet!
Still, they're sisters,
Non-identical siblings and you'll find,
Though Mika's east and Nika's west
that distance has withstood the test-
What a crazy whirl
oh and by the way
you are such a girl!
Sisters' Reunion...
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Character Age:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
I worry about her every day
And mine as well, I worry, too
But rejoice, they're friends like me and you!
I'm so glad I found you here.
And me, as well, my sister dear.
but I would like to think that these two have made a friendship that has slipped the bonds of Earth.
The Painting is Two Sisters
Someday
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Character Age:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
I love to tell you how beautiful you are
and note the very special things you do.
I see the precious gift you are to all whom you touch
and rejoice for those who've come to cherish you.
To see you as you are, a special blessing;
to know the girl that some have come to see.
I wish that I could tell those words to myself
and that my wife would see the same things in me.
Not now, and I don't know when;
Not soon but way down the road ahead.
My heart yearns for her to love me
as the one she's always known;
the girl inside the boy she came to wed.
Though they may not be the words I long for
My sister tells me what I need to hear;
She loves the girl in you even if she doesn't know
that she holds the girl inside the boy so dear.
Not now, and I don't know when;
Not soon but way down the road ahead.
My heart yearns for her to love me
as the one she's always known
the girl inside the boy she came to wed.
Twenty-five years is such a long time
and yet it seems like only yesterday;
A blessing to behold and cherish
A joy that grows with every dawning day.
Not now, and I don't know when;
but some sweet day down the road ahead.
I'm filled with joy just knowing that she loves me
as the one she's always known
the girl inside the boy she came to wed.
St. Anna's Day
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
TG Themes:
Permission:
 |
Henrietta V, Act IV, Scene III
Saint Anna’s Day |
Prelude to the battle, not of Agincourt, but Against disease and sadness and despair Henrietta rouses the troops to hope and encouragement!
(With apologies to William Shakespeare, et al)
My cousin Liz? No, my fair cousin;
If we are mark'd to die, we are enow
To do our country loss; and if to live,
The fewer men, the greater share of honour.
God's will! I pray thee, wish any man.
Mio Dio, I am not covetous for gold,
Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost;
It yearns me not if men my garments wear
awkward as that might appear;
Such outward things dwell not in my desires.
But if it be a sin to covet honour,
I am the most offending soul alive.
No, faith, my coz, wish any man .
God's peace! I would not lose so great an honour
As any man methinks would share from me
For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more!
Rather proclaim it, Tanya, through my host,
That he which hath no stomach to this fight,
Let him depart; his passport shall be made,
And crowns for convoy put into his purse;
We would not die in that man's company
That fears his fellowship to die with us;
As if that were a surprise.
This day is call'd the feast of Anna
She that outlives this day, and comes safe home,
Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam'd,
And rouse her at the name of Anna
She that shall live this day, and see old age,
Will yearly on the vigil feast her neighbours,
And say 'To-morrow is Saint Anna.'
Then will she strip her gorgeous silk blouse and show her scars,
And say 'These wounds I had on Anna's day.'
Old men forget; yet all shall be forgot,
But she'll remember, with advantages,
What feats she did that day. Then shall our names,
Familiar in her mouth as household words-
Erin, Penny and Edeyn,
Melanie and Lisa, Susan and Sarah and Kelly-
Sephrena, Heather, Joanne, all of you dear women!
Be in their flowing cups freshly rememb'red.
This story shall the good woman teach her daughter;
And Anna shall ne'er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remembered-
We few, we happy few, we band of sisters;
For she to-day that sheds her blood with me;
whether physical or emotional;
Shall be my sister; be she ne'er so vile,
This day shall gentle her condition
as if that were necessary, come on, girls;
And Good Ladies around the world now-a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here,
And hold their womanhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Anna's day.
Note:Saint Anna is the Patron Saint of Women with Breast Cancer, and likely more
Sunday Tunes!
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Character Age:
Permission:
Sunday Tunes!
is spinning your favourite hits (notice the anglo-friendly 'u'); maybe a nice way to begin a good week or
forget that bad one you may have had...
First up? An old classic that your grand parents may remember? From 1950, by that dear sweet girl folks grew to love, Paddy McPaige -
Genessee Waltz
I was looking in her closet one evening last summer;
a summer I’ll never forget.
Found a cami and a half slip which were soft and so attractive,
but which left me with one big regret.
Oh I’ll never resemble a star like Jean Hagen;
I’d settle for Vivian Vance
Can’t afford any surgery or even enhancements;
which I’d wear if I just had the chance!
and next up, a sad but catchy tune by that gorgeous Italian-American T-Girl Next Door, Constantly Frances, from 1958 -
Who's Salvatore Now?
Who’s Sally now? Who’s Sally now?
He was a boy but as a girl, gee but wow?
I must confess he looks great in a dress
You might just say he’s much more with much less.
Who’s he today? What’s that you say?
He isn’t a he anymore?
Salvatore, si, has become quite a she;
I guess that her wife’s sorry now!
...and who can forget the British Invasion. Singing their big hit from 1964, the Beat L-Girls -
She Loves Who?
You think you’ve lost your girl
Well I saw her yesterday
It ain’t you she’s thinking of
‘cause she told me what to say
She said she hates you
And you know you make her mad
After transition
She said you’re pathetic and sad oooo
She hates you yeah yeah yeah
She hates you yeah yeah yeah
With a hate like that
You know you shoo-ooo-ould be sad!!!!
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
....hey kids, especially you dear, sweet Canucks, here's a popular tune from 1967, by the Youngbuds -
Get to Be Heather!
Gender is a fluid thing
No matter what they say...
Girls are boys and boys are girls
Each and every day...
It gets real personal
So just don't have a cow!
Come on people now;
Say bye to brother
Everybody take a deep breath and
Say hello to your new sister right now!
(Right now! Right Now!)
* * * * *
...and now for a sad lament from one of the 70's top recording artist, Still-A-Son! It's that great hit from 1972 -
Can't Live (If Livin' Means I'm Not Me!)
Oh I looked into the mirror
and was very disappointed
Since I’d rather be a girl than be a boy
I don’t know how it is that I live without joy
Without joy.
Can’t live…if living is without me
Can’t live like this anymore
Don’t know if I can still continue
Can’t live my life as a boy
...pass out the hankies, kids! And now, from all the way back in 1978, the Piano Girl herself, Billie-Joellen, sings her big hit,
Just the Way I'm Not!
Don’t go changin’ just to appease me
I don’t appreciate your tone
It’s not amusing when you’re so pleasant
I might as well be all alone
I don’t want someone
Who’s patronizing
Politically correct in every way
I just want someone who understands me
And knows that trans ain’t always gay……
I need a someone who will always see
I'm not the you you see outside
Understand there are those
Who can't handle the real me
So I just have to hide inside
I don't want clever words of banter
I don't have time at all for those
And just remember this single answer
Being Tee is more than clothes!
....coming up next, that classic 80's band performing their one-hit-wonder; from 1985, here's Hems for Femmes,
singing -
Everybody Wants to Be a Girl?
Welcome to this life
There's no going back
Just don’t go and weep
We will find you in your true nature
no matter what the nomenclature
Everybody wants to be a girl
...one of my personal favorites from 1981, that great British band, The Poor T's, playing that painfully obvious and totally self - deprecating -
Every Fucking Thing I Do (Is Tragic!)
Well I’ve tried before to tell them
Of the feelings I have about me in my heart
Every time they just turn me off
I lose all hope
As I’ve felt from the start
Every fucking thing I do is tragic
Everything I do just turns to dust
Even though my life is far from magic
Still I know I need someone to trust
Should I have to tell my story
Of a million years since I was born
An unnecessary burden
But it’s only me left feeling all alone
Every fucking thing I do is tragic
Everything I do just turns to dust
Even though my life is far from magic
Still I know I need someone to trust
I resolve to confront them a million times a day
But they're dispassonate no matter what I say
But disappointment has gripped me
Long before I speak a word
Long before my self betrays me
Must I always be unheard
Every fucking thing I do is tragic
Everything I do just turns to dust
Even though my life is far from magic
Still I know I need someone to trust
Every fucking thing I do is tragic
Everything I do just turns to dust
Even though my life is far from magic
Still I know I need someone to trust
on and
on and
on and
on and on and on
Every fucking thing
Every fucking thing
Every fucking thing
Every fucking thing
Every fucking thing I do
Every fucking thing I do
Every fucking thing I do
Every fucking thing I do - thing I do is tragic
eyo eyo eyo eyo eyo eyoeyooooooah
(Terrific bass, yes?)
and finally, one of my favorite groups playing one of my favorite songs, from 2003, it's Opalescence singing -
Bring Me Some Ice (Nurse, Does this Intercom Actually Work?)
How can I see when you’re still standing in front of me
I can’t even hear what the announcer’s saying
I want to hear….just what is going on right now
Please tell me dear what happened today
Turn it off (Don’t go run and hide)
Turn it off (It feels better inside)
Leave it off (Don’t go run away)
Read a book (Distract me now today)
My doctor told me it would hurt
but not as much as this hurts now
It really hurts but worth the pain and how
I never knew just how much pain a dream could be
But it’s still better much better to be me
Turn it off (Where is my nurse now)
Turn it off (my meds have worn off now)
Leave it off (Don’t go run away)
Read a book (Distract me now today)
Stuck in this room without a book without a zine
I don’t know what I’d do without your love…….
Turn it off (Where is my nurse now)
Turn it off (my meds have worn off now)
Leave it off (Don’t go run away)
Read a book (Distract me now today)
Tennessee Waltz
words and music by
Redd Steward and Pee Wee King
performed by
Miss Patti Paige
Who's Sorry Now?
words and music by
Bert Kalmer and Harry Ruby
and Ted Snyder
performed by
Miss Connie Francis
She Loves You!
words and music by
John Lennon and Paul McCartney
and performed by
The Beatles
(Everybody) Get Together
words and music by
Chet Powers
as performed by
The Youngbloods
Can't Live (If Livin' Is Without You
words and music by
Peter Ham and Tom Evans
as performed by
Harry Nillson
Just the Way You Are
words and music and
performed by
Billy Joel
Everybody Wants to Rule the World
Roland Orzabal, Ian Stanley,
and Chris Hughes
Performed by
Tears for Fears
Every Little Thing (She Does Is Magic)
words and music by
Sting
Performed by The Police
Bring Me To Life
words and music
and performed by
Evanescence
The Girl in the Mirror There...
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Character Age:
TG Themes:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
The Girl in the Mirror There...
She looks so sad even as she counts the many blessings she’s had. The dilemma of wanting to be grateful for what she’s been given while trying to forget the things she’s lost. She sits down and puts pen to paper, desiring to vent in private to spare her loves in the open. The blog she never posts…
“I’ve grown so tired; too many days of feeling sorry for myself take their toll. Wanting to be happy for the ones who are further along on the journey…hell, even a few steps would be nice, you know? And it’s really all good, since it is what it is. I’m thrilled that those that follow after me may get a head start, or at least are at the same startling line as everyone who considers themselves ‘normal’
As for me? I've been on this god-awful journey for too many years, and while my co-driver now knows why I've wanted to take an alternate route, after over a quarter of a century we're probably too far along in the journey to turn the car around. I feel like I'm stuck at a rest stop and I've just run out of gas. So pardon me if I sound a bit frustrated and I hope everyone will forgive me.”
And of course, she knows they will; they’re part of the reason she’s doing as well as she can. And of course, they understand because many of them are in the same metaphorical boat, as well. The rants and sad laments that sometimes overtake us and cover our eyes instead of open them to what we do have. And while it does get difficult trying to put a brave face on it all the time, it’s all good, because it is what it is. For those of us who occasionally cry themselves to sleep? Hit it, Diana…
The girl in the mirror there
She knows by now
There's something in all of her tears
Now she cries her heart dry
She lives in her pain
The life insisting for sure
She hears voices speak
The future is frightening
Her eyes staring off into space
Maybe it’s there
Or maybe it's nothing at all
As she writes pretty stories again
The girl in the mirror there
She dresses each day
In her mind’s eye it’s really no use
The girl in my other life
She stifles a sob
Admiring the cut of her gown
She sadly confesses
While life still undresses
Turning the last lamp light down
What's that voice I’m hearing
We should be sleeping
Could that be just me who's weeping
Maybe she's there
Maybe there’s nothing to be seen
Just a ghost of what might have been
The girl in my other life
She looks in the mirror and cries
She looks all too familiar
based on
The Girl in the Other Room
Words and Music by
Diana Krall and
Elvis Costello
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QQkbb_QOnGQ
The Human Connection or It's Not Easy Being TG
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
and what's on the other side?
genders are visions, but only illusions,
but I still have something to hide.
So I was told and I chose to believe it.
Some tell me pray, wait and see.
Someday I'll find it, the human connection.
My family might come to know me.
Who said that every cry would be heard
and answered when wept in sadness and doubt
Somebody thought of that and someone believed it.
And some know what I'm all about
Words of affection that give me direction
encouraging me to be me.
Someday I'll find it, a loving acceptance.
My family will come to know me.
All of us under its spell.
We know that it's probably magic.
Have you been half asleep and have you heard voices?
I've heard them calling her name.
Is this the sweet sound that called every other.
The voice might be one and the same.
I've heard it too many times to ignore it.
It's someone whom I'm meant to be.
Someday we'll find it, a loving acceptance.
My sisters, the dreamers and me.
(To my muse...YASAG and a Princess too!)
based on RAINBOW CONNECTION
(Paul Williams / Kenny Ascher)
The Little Girl's Song
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Character Age:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
The Little Girl's Song
for Lizzy
Stay they told me, pa rum pum pum pum
This King you may not see, pa rum pum pum pum
Nothing that you may sing, pa rum pum pum pum
Could ever please this King, pa rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum,
So to honor Him, pa rum pum pum pum,
Should I not come?
Then I prayed to him, pa rum pum pum pum
I'm not the boy you see, pa rum pum pum pum
I have no song to sing, pa rum pum pum pum
That's fit to give the King, pa rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum,
Shall I stay away, pa rum pum pum pum,
Will I not come?
Yea he spoke to me, pa rum pum pum pum
A girl you are I see, pa rum pum pum pum
And you are pleasing,too, pa rum pum pum pum
My heart has love for you, pa rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum,
Then He smiled at me, pa rum pum pum pum
He called me to come.
Oh yes, you shaped me first inside, then out;
you formed me in my mother's womb.
I thank you, High God–you're breathtaking!
Body and soul, I am marvelously made!
Psalm 139:13
The Pageant
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Character Age:
Permission:
The Pageant
Jackie, come give mummy a kiss. Mummy smelling of Pabst, leaving the boy sick in his nighttime routine.
You’re my favorite! Winning a pageant he never entered, her nightgown and slippers become his gown and heels, congeniality and beauty come together in places no child should visit.
Our secret. Don’t tell!
Talent and poise and feminine ideals passed from generation to generation along with the mask; terror in the guise of care….mother to daughter to daughter to daughter to daughter to ….
Jackie, come comb my hair. Mummy’s hair clean with Prell and long and straight and wet, waiting for attention….Mummy waiting for attention….
I won’t let him hurt my pretty girl….
Jackie, come play pretend with Mummy. Mummy needs you. Only you!
The Ret-Con Connection
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Character Age:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
 |
The Ret-Con Connection
by Andrea Lena DiMaggio All of us under its spell, we know that it's actually MAGIC |
I've got fewer readers
and even less comments?
What can I do to succeed?
What besides romance,
might they find compelling?
And can I get readers to read?
I thought I was clever
but maybe I'll never
impress like the other one's do?
Readers want action,
with vast super powers,
that come from an author like you!
Someone suggested it
and then I believed it
that's what it's about, you see?
I wrote a musical
trying to be novel...
It's not what I hoped it would be?
I think that I get it...
they like super heroes...
with nice capes and finery
Some day I'll find it
The Ret-con connection
Transgender, the spandex and me!
All of us under its spell
We know that it's actually magic!
Did I miss something
oh I know..it's trending
It's popular now yes it's true
I might just go ahead
and actually try it
oh what's a romantic to do?
I'll leave it to folks
who write this thrilling genre'
and stick to what I love to do
I so like to read it
but don't think I'll write it
I'll leave it to writers like you!
La la lalala la la la la la la la!
based on The Rainbow Connection
words and music by
Paul Williams
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jSFLZ-MzIhM
The Sound of Discipline
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Character Age:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
performed by the Commentare' Sisters from their Way-off Broadway hit!*
She wears some hose that drapes her knee
Her dress comes to mid-thigh
She teeters on her six inch heels
While trying not to cry
And underneath her corset
She has inserts in her bra
I even saw her struggling with her handcuffs
She's always late for training
But her penitence is real
She's really late for everything
but her tardiness has zeal
We hate to have to say it
But we very firmly feel
We almost think she misbehaves on purpose!
I'd like to say a word in her behalf
Maria makes me laugh
How do we discipline Maria?
How do we catch the girl and pin her down?
How do we petticoat Maria?
And what should she wear? Some nice lingerie? A gown?
Many a thing you know we'd love to show her
Many a thing she ought to understand
But how do you make her stay
And listen to all you say
When she slips out of her bonds and runs away
Oh, how do you discipline Maria?
How do make your brother wear a dress?
When we’re with her she’s confused
Out of focus and bemused
And she never knows exactly who she is?
Unpredictable as lightning
She's so loopy that it’s fright’ning
She's a goddess! She's a t-girl! She's a ditz!
She'd squirm out of every dress
But be the first one to confess
That she loves dancing in a tutu with a twirl
She is pretty! She is cute!
She’s an enigma! She’s a beaut!
She's a headache! She's transgender!
She's a girl!
How do we discipline Maria?
How do we catch the girl and pin her down?
How do we petticoat Maria?
And what should she wear? Some nice lingerie? A gown?
Many a thing you know we love to show her
Many a thing she ought to understand
But how do you make her stay
And listen to all you say
When she slips out of her bonds and runs away
Oh, how do you discipline Maria?
How do make your brother wear a dress?
*Margo Commentare's part sung by Marni Nixon
based on the song
How Do You Solve a Problem Like Maria?
from the Stage Musical and Motion Picture,
The Sound of Music
Words and Music by
Richard Rodgers and
Oscar Hammerstein
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3voFeMlMTtQ
The Sound of Weeping
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Character Age:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
Just another attempt at life lived out in music; some funny and some not so funny at all; some sad, some happy, some hopeful and hopefully a blessing. And just to set the mood... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DyqysktjNXE
And now, without further ado...
The Sound of Weeping 1
My heart is too filled
With the sound of weeping
You don’t understand
How it's killing me!
I can’t really say
Just how long I’ve known, Dad
That a girl is what I have longed to be.
I gaze at the girls in our neighborhood
And I envy their pretty skirts
But it’s more than a skirt or a pretty dress
Being me is what really hurts
I wish I could marry and have a child
Or just maybe a single kiss?
Any kind of a woman is who I’d be
Just as long as I’m not like this?
I go to my room, where I’m hardly sleeping
Not knowing why God has created me
I just know that my life will be filled with weeping
If this is all I’ll ever be
How to Explain an Issue Like Transgender 2
How to explain an issue like transgender?
How do you fine’ly tell your mom and dad?
How to explain an issue that’s so tender?
When every look just makes us feel so sad?
Many's the time I've wanted to just shake them
Why can’t they understand who I am?
It’s not that they don’t love me
Their love is just plain to see
I know that they really really give a damn
Oh just how do I tell them I’m transgender?
When will they fine’ly see just who I am?
I am Sixteen Going on Seventeen 3
I am sixteen going on seventeen,
Daddy, please understand?
If I don’t act soon
It’s just a fact, soon
I’ll end up looking like a man!
I am sixteen going on seventeen
Mommy please listen do
If I start blockers you
Won’t be shocked
and I might just look like you
I shouldn’t have to tell you, Mom
Gee, it’s really there to see
Since I’ve been wanting to dress like you
And wear your finery
You should call up Dr. Lambretta
So she can tell you two
I’m a girl, Dad and not a boy, Mom
Please I’m depending on you
My Least Fav'rite Things 4
(With a tip of the hat to Calpurnia Addams)
Oh, please don’t think of me as evasive
Your question just now was so rude and invasive
Acting as if some how you know me…you don’t
Expecting me now to just answer; I won’t!
Telling me that as a woman you accept me
While making distinctions that outright reject me!
What I am wearing, be pants or a dress
Will never define me I feel need to confess.
You look at me and you say you don’t mind me
Which doesn’t jibe with how others might find me
You patronize with each word that you say
Leaving me worse than the previous day
When I tell you I’m a woman
Please don’t stand and stare
I’m simply the girl whom I have always been
And as for your thoughts? I don’t care!
I Feel Like Hell 5
So long, farewell, I wish you’d really leave
Your patronizing make me want to grieve
Da da da la da dadada
Da da da la da da
Da da
You say you want to know just who I am
I told you, yes, but you don’t give a damn
Da da da la da dadada
Da da da la da da
Da da
So leave me now, oh please just go away
You’ve proven who you really are today!
Da da da la da dadada
Da da da la da da
Da da
You said you heard but do you really care
You close your ears; you’d really rather stare
Da da da la da dadada
Da da da la da da
Da da
I’m not a thing that you can point and claim
That you know me? You don’t even know my name!
Da da da la da dadada
Da da da la da da
Da da
I’m sick of this…it really makes me sad
I’m not alone…you’ve made so many mad
We’re mad
Da da da la da dadada
Da da da la da da
Too sad!
Da da da la da dadada
Da da da la da da
We’re sad…..
So sad….
And the Grand Finale...
Welcome to Our World! 6
Welcome to our world
Where we do exist
Surgery and hormones
Address a life like this
Consult physicians
Ask every Shrink
And you will transition
Move from blue to pink
I wish I could wish
That we wouldn’t feel strange
Gee, too bad but in this world
Sadly, not all of us will change
Ask all your sisters
Who’ve gone before
Gather strength from their hearts
To walk through that door!
I know that I’ve found
Life from knowing you all
And it’s in knowing that life
That I’ve answered my call
I might not follow
Through that great door
But you can still follow
All who’ve gone before!
All songs based on the music of Richard Rogers and Oscar Hammerstein II from the hit Broadway Musical and Motion Picture, The Sound of Music.
1 The Sound of Music
2 How Do You Solve a Problem Like Maria
3 I am Sixteen
4 My Favorite Things
5 So Long, Farewell
6 Climb Every Mountain
Three Verses
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Character Age:
TG Themes:
Permission:
three verses
for portia
by andrea lena dimaggio
yuki's wish
playing, freedom, music
all for what if not to be
the girl i am
lainie's hope
maybe now they'll listen
more than just playing
maybe now they might hear
dani's dream
the dawn awakens my soul
no longer the same
now new
my heart sings
Today
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
 |
Today
for Kelly by Andrea Lena DiMaggio |
he reached across time and space to greet the two; greeting him as he embraced her, perhaps a soft touch once again from a rugged strong hand. his words spoke from a hallowed plain; simple and yet profound. forceful yet calm. a communion of sorts. for him as a kind mentor and loving friend never known yet his presence was felt. for her as a farewell; not a parting so much as a bestowal of blessing and love. sharing heart to heart as always while his presence would ebb even as his memory was growing stronger. til they'd meet again...
the first chance that enabled the second...similar and different at the same time...both loving and loved...
my heart weeps and laughs and revels in the love of a parent for a child and the one who has been entrusted....a privilege i never earned to participate...a grief over a loss i never felt and an ache over someone i never knew, but for what i had been blessed with in tale and story as he reached across time to touch my heart as well...
what can i say but that i am blessed beyond all measure to know someone like him, even if it's only through her heart...a joy that i experience from her laughter and smile...a deep ache and sadness conveyed not through knowledge but through tears and groans from the depths of her heart. a gift of friendship and fellowship from beyond my own life. and the other...the new...
what can i do but give thanks for being brought into this little family...the easing of pain by time and tide. the beginnings of new life and new birth that i may be like a midwife to in some small way by my prayers and my tears and my own laughter. a goodbye to one whom I feel confident I shall meet one day in joy and celebration while saying hello to another blessed man, like a parent to suitor... the mother to the new son who welcomes with open arms the one who brings her child great joy. may you all be blessed as supremely as I have been in walking in gladness with my dear one in her journey....
today
more blessed perhaps than any other day
a day of loss and sadness
remembrance of things past
but a day to reflect on second chances
of things beyond today that will last
before the second chance
came the one that was first
the one who blessed my dear one's heart
the wine who quenched her thirst
the old now giving way to new
but never e're forgotten
just more of what in life is true
a man for whom she weeps in joy
and with sadness in her heart
a love that time shall ne'er separate
a sweet affection shall ne'er depart
my heart is filled with song
for one I never knew
my life is filled with wonder
for his life that for hers was true
first chance gives way to second
the past gives way to the new
dear Kelly, sweet child
my prayers today for you
thank you!
Tootsie
Author:
Audience Rating:
Contests:
Publication:
Genre:
Character Age:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
Tootsie
by Andrea Lena DiMaggio
Please listen as you read the lyrics
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-rYsXuja5M8
Time... I've been passing time watching trains go by
All of my life...
Lying on the sand, watching seabirds fly
Wishing there would be
Someone waiting home for me...
Something's telling me it might be you
It's telling me it might be you...
All of my life...
Looking back as lovers go walking past...
All of my life
Wondering how they met and what makes it last
If I found the place
Would I recognize the face?
Something's telling me it might be you
Yeah, it's telling me it might be you
So many quiet walks to take
So many dreams to wake
And we've so much love to make
I think we're gonna need some time
Maybe all we need is time...
And it's telling me it might be you
All of my life...
I've been saving love songs and lullabies
And there's so much more
No one's ever heard before...
Something's telling me it might be you
Yeah, it's telling me it must be you
And I'm feeling it'll just be you
All of my life...
It's you..
It's you...
I've been waiting for all of my life...
Maybe it's you...
Maybe it's you...
I've been waiting for all of my life...
Maybe it's you...
Maybe it's you...
I've been waiting for all of my life...
Repeat to fade...
The boy sat in the darkened living room by himself. His parents had left for their weekend retreat and his sister was at her girlfriend’s house. The movie had just ended, leaving the room filled with the hiss and crackle of the end of the tape, bathing the room in an eerie grayish glow.
“Why…?” He felt so awkward and alone, and his voice stuck in his throat even at his own lonely lament.
The strains of the song at the end stuck in his head, leaving him feeling ashamed and even scared about himself; was he really ‘like that?’ The movie wasn’t even ‘like that….’ Oh, it was; sort of, with the girl not realizing she was maybe attracted to the man in the dress, but really it was a comedy and no one really felt ‘that way.’ But he did. Wondering how God could have messed things up so bad.
“Oops, dropped the ball on that one!”
“Gee, Big Guy, do you think his parents will get pissed off when they find out?”
“I’m sorry, sir, but it seems we made a delivery to the wrong address. And sorry, no refunds or exchanges; you’re stuck with him.”
He put his head against the hard wood wing of the chair and wept until he fell into a fitful sleep. Dreams of romance and surprise and discovery and acceptance began his night, but they quickly gave way to the nightmares of sudden revulsion and disgust over accidental discovery and guilt and shame.
He awoke, his clothes drenched with sweat and his underwear once again stained and tainted with the nightly reminder that he indeed was strange and unworthy of love. It was one thing to go to bed crying; lots of folks did that, didn’t they? But to wake to a new morning of shame and weeping as well was almost too much. Why was he made this way? What did he do in a past life or whom did his parents offend for this affliction to surround his being?
A trip to the bathroom at three in the morning was always too much to handle; he even thought of covering the mirror so he wouldn’t have to look at himself. The longing to be pretty…not just made up like the character in the movie, but really pretty like the girl the man had fallen in love with. Two pretty women falling in love instead of some guy trying to stay alive by pretending to be a woman. Two souls prepared from the beginning of time to dance together?
Experiments courtesy of his mother or his sister always seemed to be dismal failures; the approximation instead of the real; inauthentic and cartoonish, which left him frustrated and even more alone and ashamed that before. Accusations from deep within and without came almost daily. You’ll never, or why bother, or what a joke, or it’s no use assaulted him.
“I’m thinking that it must be you?”
Really? He might as well have wished for the moon or the stars. Calculating the dismal future …. Seventy-five years isn’t too long, is it? Maybe there’s another chance…another shot? That’s only 657,450 hours…not long at all. Tears to be shed in that time-frame? Countless? A myriad? A lifetime of regret.
“All of my life?”
The hiss of the tape droned on, continuing to bathe him in a ghastly hopeless pall.
“Mike? Are you okay?” The voice called from the doorway.
“Honey, please come to bed? I’m sorry. I know it was so hard to share that. I shouldn’t have laughed.”
She walked over to the recliner and leaned down, kissing him on the cheek. Her lips tasted the tears that stained his cheeks.
“Come to bed, honey. I love you, and we can talk about this some more tomorrow, okay?” He looked up at her.
Something's telling me it might be you
Yeah, it's telling me it must be you
And I'm feeling it'll just be you
All of my life...
It Might Be You
From the Motion Picture
Tootsie
Words and Music by
Marilyn Bergman, Alan Bergman, and Dave Grusin
As Performed by
Stephen Bishop
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-rYsXuja5M8
Twelve Days to Christmas - Day 1
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
Twelve Days to Christmas - Day 1
I saw Mommy kissing Sandra Daws
Underneath the mistletoe last night
Since Daddy went away
And Sandra’s here to stay…
I’m just fine…I’m glad because
Sandra used to be Daddy Andy Daws
Then I saw Mommy hugging Sandra Daws
They finally look very happy now
So what if Sandra has mood swings
She still makes Mommy sing
Just call me Heather ‘ I’ve Got Two Mommies’ Daws
Twelve Days to Christmas - Day 2
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
Twelve Days to Christmas - Day 2
Have ourselves a merry little Christmas?
Do the best we can…
Maybe this is the year
we come out to our family as trans?
Have ourselves a merry little Christmas?
What’s the worst to fear…
That we put it off
to some indefinite far-off year?
Here we are as in olden days
un-emboldened days of yore
with some friends who might fear for us
as we retreat to the closet once more
Through the years I hope we’re not together
If I don’t come out
No reason we should both be filled with fear and doubt…
At least YOU should have yourself a merry little Christmas now
Twelve Days to Christmas - Day 3
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
Twelve Days to Christmas - Day 3
I want some hormone blockers for this Christmas
Only testosterone blockers will do
Don't want a X-Box 1 or any toy
I want some hormone blockers to enjoy
(wouldn’t you?)
I want some hormone blockers for this Christmas
I don't think Santa Claus will mind, do you?
He won't have to bring them in his sleigh
Just send them by FedEx, Hurray!
That's the easy thing to do
I can see me on a future Christmas morning,
looking in the bathroom mirror without a care
Oh what joy and what surprise
when I open up my eyes
to see my mommy’s daughter standing there
Twelve Days to Christmas - Day 4
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
Twelve Days to Christmas - Day 4
Oh the girl’s bathroom once was inviting
Bur now we’re stuck with fighting
And since we’ve no place to go
We’re feeling low, feeling low, feeling low
The resistance isn’t ending
so our rights we’ve been defending
It’s left us with so much woe
Feeling low, feeling low, feeling low
Getting bullied each day and night
We feel discouraged, wouldn’t you?
But since we’re down for this fight
It's Lambda Legal and maybe the A C L U?
The ignorance is slowly dying
Though each day is still really trying
We're thankful our families love us so
Since there's still a long road to hoe...
Twelve Days to Christmas - Day 5 and 6
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Character Age:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
Twelve Days to Christmas - Days 5 and 6
Away in a shelter, no cot if you’re trans,
You’re welcome to stay if you dress as a man
The folks are well meaning but don’t really see
that a young woman I was may-ade to be
The wind is still howling outside bitter cold.
The shelter will welcome or so I was told.
I love you, Lord Jesus, look down from the sky.
Keep me warm in this alcove till morning is nigh.
Oh thank you Lord Jesus...now some understand,
Inclusive and loving; they're extending a hand!
Some churches are learning; which brings me great joy
Where I’m finally seen as a girl not a boy!
.
What Child is this
Who lies in rest
On Timmy’s bed is sleeping?
She looks familiar and very sweet,
While we this watch are keeping?
So wake her up and give her hugs ,
Come fam-i-ly…let’s hold her
No longer Tim but Mir-i-am
Let loving hearts embrace her….
This, this is our middle child,
With heart so precious and soul so mild
Haste, haste, to bring her love,
Our sister and our daughter
Twelve Days to Christmas - Day 7 and 8
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
Twelve Days to Christmas - Days 7 and 8
Christmas time is here
Filled with joy and fear
Some are spurned
But some are not
Hey it’s something we can cheer
Ignorance ev’rywhere
Leaving us to care
Wish we all
Had someone who’d
be an answer to our prayer
She’s really not a girl
He’s really not a boy
Just to be seen as who we are
Would be the greatest joy….
Christmas time is here
With some growing hope, my dear
Some are loved
And more each day
Giving us some well-earned cheer
I really can't stay (sorry, it's cold inside)
I've got to go way (sorry, it's cold inside)
The evening has been (I've been hoping you would)
So cold and sad (I'll watch you walk away)
Mommy doesn’t worry (here’s your coat, what's your hurry)
And Daddy will worries less (I agree I confess)
So really, I'd better leave (good decision I believe)
Well what’s left to say (here let me get the door)
Really don’t wanna go (You mind if I back away?)
What else can I do (sorry bro…’sis’ just won’t do)
I really can’t stay (don't let me keep you)
Since it's warmer outside
Twelve Days to Christmas - Day 9 and 10
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
Twelve Days to Christmas - Days 9 and 10
O little town of Bethlehem
How still we see thee lie
In Eastern Pennsylvania
in a valley called Lehigh
Your shelters and your churches shine
A safe and warming light
The hopes and fears of all the years
Are met in you tonight
Let's dine out this Yule
pa-rum pum pum pum
There’s a new Chinese place
with terrific Dim-Sum,
‘I’ve got nothing to wear
my clothes are hum-drum’
you can raid my closet
and borrow some
What was I thinking
I felt so dumb, I felt so dumb I felt so dumb
And still hum drum
I’ve got to confess I said
par pum pum pum
I wasn’t honest and
I feel like a crumb
This is no phase I swear
pa-rum pum pum pum
More than in your clothes to wear
pa- rum pum pum pum
Rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum
do you still want me to come,
pa-rum pum pum pum
for Dim-sum?
She smiled and said to me
Pa rum pum pum pum
It’s really not a prob
Pa rum pum pum pum
Since I always liked girls more
Pa rum pum pum pum
So you’ll be my wife instead
Pa rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum
as she hummed
Then She winked at me
Pa rum pum pum pum
And we’re bli-i-i-i-some
Twelve Days to Christmas - Days 11 and 12
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Taxonomy upgrade extras:
Permission:
Twelve Days to Christmas - Days 11 and 12
I'll be home for Christmas
though I no longer look like me
Not son but daughter, don’t you know
I’m just a brand new me
Christmas Eve will find me
Where the love light gleams
I'll be home for Christmas
finally the me of my dreams
I'll be home for Christmas
You can plan on me
Just now you can call me
Linda instead of Lee
Christmas Eve will find me
Where your love light gleams
I'll be home for Christmas
The Christmas of my dreams
The Christmas of my dreams
On the twelfth day of Christmas
my true love gave to me.....
shhhhhhhhhhhhh.....
Chanukah blessings
Love for folks of all faiths
and those who hold no faith
and a Joyous and prosperous New Year
Uh Oh!
Author:
Audience Rating:
Contests:
Publication:
Genre:
Character Age:
TG Themes:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
Uh Oh!
(or Dougie's Lament)
I wished upon a distant star
For long awaited change
Myself be rearranged
By orb so far...
In a flash my face was smooth
My breasts had grown
Penis went to parts unknown
The altering did soothe
But even changed by that sun
My life was disappointing
Even with fair anointing
Transformation was no fun
For in wishing upon that star
I failed to reckon though
Since no matter where you go
Unfortunately there you are!
Some advice to my erstwhile brother?
If you want to be a sister
A miss instead of mister?
Be someone else…or don’t even bother!
We Just Learned!
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Character Age:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
Straight from their Tickle Me Emo Tour, The Pelegrino Girls, Missy and Patsy sing their newest hit We Found Out from the CD, Emo-tional Femmes
We just learned That we're such girls! (S)he just learned I found out and it rocked our world. And we scored Two Hundred Fifty We just learned that we're really femme and we think that it's so nifty. We just learned that we are sisters as well as brothers. We just learned That we're both alike and we're just like our mother! You see we're virtual castrati! We think the test is Italian cause it's called COGIATI! (S)he just learned that we're such gals! Not just our girlfriends' boyfriends but we're their bestest pals! We figured out and we must confess! I'd rather wear a skirt and blouse and (s)he'd rather wear a dress! We found out and it really changed our life! (S)he may never be a husband but I might end up as someone's wife!
We just took a test
We just learned
We just took a test
I just learned
We just learned
We just learned
Wednesday's Child is Full of Woe
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Permission:
for Angela!
('cause she asked!)
oh do you suppose
what it would feel like
to wear some sheer hose
Perhaps if you please
to wear a chemise
or teddy or slip
to make your heart skip
But what good would it do
I implore you, yes you
to tell me, oh please try your best
If you stay just the same
oh dear what a shame
and have no vagina or breast?
West Side Story Redux - An Entreaty in One Act
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
 |
West Side Story Redux -
An Entreaty in One Act offered by Andrea Lena DiMaggio Copyright © 2009 Andrea Lena DiMaggio
A modern take on an old tale, told from a new perspective |
A misspelled word - -mistaken fact __________________ We like to point out your mistakes Your story has too much emotion How did you arrive at that notion? Minutia is what is important now Not who, we just want to know what and how We like to point out your mistakes But... There's a site for us There's some friends for us Somewhere. Safety for all our expressing ________________________ The most inviting sound I ever heard: Big Closet I've just found a site called Big Closet, Big Closet Big Closet, Reading fiction that can inspire Big Closet, With kindness and caring in every word
It feels just like - - you shouldn't bother
Just write what we want
Oh, not what you want
We'll point it out - - and with no tact
It's not such a big deal
But it's what we feel
Feels like you don't have what it takes
Just change it now, for goodness sakes
We like to point out your mistakes
Feels like you don't have what it takes
Just change it now, for goodness sakes
We like to point out your mistakes
Somewhere to write for us
Inspiration and loving care
Wait for us
Right there
Dear ones who tend to us
If we try to be sweet and fair
Polite and kind if we dare to care,
Some day!
A haven for all our confessing
Somewhere . . .
Big Closet...Big Closet ..Big Closet.. Big Closet. .
The most nurturing site . .in two simple words
Big Closet...Big Closet ..Big Closet.. Big Closet. .
I've found a brand new home
No need to ever roam
again
I feel right at home at Big Closet,
Dear ones who care for me
I find that I can be
a friend
With acceptance to which we aspire
I’ll try to remember to comment
Big Closet
Adapted from several tunes from West Side Story
Words and Music by Stephen Sondheim and Leonard Bernstein
White Camisole
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Character Age:
TG Themes:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
Now finally available on DVD and LILAC-RAY after decades (okay, a couple of weeks) , the musical and comedic stylings of your favorite (only) Transgender Comedy Team, Roland and DiMaggio, presenting their most popular motion picture ever, White Camisole.
Kristy and Drea have agreed to sing songs from the movie; some of the most popular songs ever written by that endearing composer, Irene Berlin. And now, without further ado, here they are, Roland and DiMaggio.
Kristy: Hey , 'Drea, why so down? Something wrong?
Drea: Yeah, just a little sad and tired, you know. Long day.
Kristy: I know what you need.
Drea: Zalelplon? Ambien? Merlot?
Kristy: No, you need something better.
I think about a teddy and its feel upon my breast Just think about a cami and matching tap pants too
I simply dream of my favorite clothes,
And I fall asleep counting my nightgowns
When my wardrobe is getting small
I think of when I had none at all
And I fall asleep counting my nightgowns
And it makes me feel so sweet that it just gives me such a rest
If you're worried and you can't rest
Just count your nightgowns, I must confess,
And you'll fall asleep counting your nightgowns
And dream of your sweetie lying next to you.
And dream of all of us wearing our nightgowns
If you're worried and you can't sleep
Just count your nightgowns instead of sheep
And you'll fall asleep counting your nightgowns
Drea: I feel better now, thanks.
Kristy: Anything for a sister of mine. You're like a sister to me, even though we just know each other here.
Drea: Yea, but wouldn't it be wonderful to meet...to know each other...to really be...
Those who know us Drea is neurotic, and Krysty is very exotic
There were never such dissimilar sisters,
Kristy was the one with common sense
Drea’s awfully sweet but somewhat dense
Caring, sharing
But just not everything that we are wearing
When a Mariotto gown arrived from Rome
Kristy wore the dress, and Drea stayed home
All kinds of dressing has us confessing,
We like wearing high heeled shoes
Two different faces, but in most places
Kristy’s brilliant while Drea’s confused.
Know that nothing ever is below us
We even would sing this silly song for you
But we’re not psychotic
We just like dressing; we do!
Kristy: Yeah, that sounds great. What would our wives think?
Drea: Well your wife knows about Kristy, but mine knows nothing...at least nothing in the physical sense, about Drea. I mean...she knows me, just not as me, see?
Kristy: Don't worry...some day, honey, things will be different.
Drea: You think?
Kristy: Sure, as a matter of fact,
Even guys with heels upon their feet
Things you wouldn't do
Happen safely behind locked doors
For dressing is almost like confessing
When you hold a girl in your arms
And you wish would she'd like you more
Come out alright if the girl is sweet
If by chance their cheeks should meet while dressing
Proving that the best things happen while you dress
Drea: Oh...gosh, Kristy...that sounds heavenly!
Kristy: Yeah, it does, doesn't it? But for now, be careful and considerate of your family, okay?
Drea: Yeah, that makes a lot of sense.
I thought that I might be Gee, I better stay back in the Closet More hugs and kisses too There's a lot to be said for the Closet A wife who still loves me Oh, gee, I oughta stay back in the Closet The Closet just might help you with duress Not so dumb as to confess There's a lot to be said for the Closet How we would cajole There's a lot to be said for the Closet A comment one or two
When I finally come out
It might make her want to shout
“I’m not so sure I want to be your wife!”
Che cosa e imbecile
Especially considering the strife
The Closet isn't really bad at all
Less arguments it’s true
More cuddling for winter, spring and fall
The life without animosity
Relations, yesiree
Just hugging her remains a possibility
Gee, You better stay back in the Closet
“I loved wearing a dress”
And marriage is a joy and not a mess
A gal was never lost for company
A thousand friends for me
With understanding, see
And while I wait for things to change they still are kind to me.
Oh, gee, I’m glad I’m still back in the Closet
Gee, We're better off visiting the Closet
The stories and the tales that we would read
For more of Nancy Cole
Sue Brown and all the others all for free
The best of readers watch you carefully
Might point this out to you:
You miss a comma and there's drama
But they missed your point it’s true
Still, gee, We're better off in the Closet!
Stories each day
For which you didn't pay
A thousand hits for you
Oh what’s a girl to do?
I thought that I was done
with writing something fun
But after months and months
They’ve got me on the run
Oh, gee
I’m glad I’m still in the Closet now
Kristy: Well, Drea, I can see that our time is almost over. What about a duet?
Drea: Sure...And anybody out there, feel free to join in!
I'm dreaming of white Cami I'm dreaming of a white Cami
Just like the one I used to wear
With a soft white bodice,
and oh so modest
and lace that made me feel so fair
Each time I have some time alone
I would like just once to go to bed
While my wife planted kisses on my head
And that you’d want to wear one too
Wish she'd love to see me in this
And she'd give me that Cami and a kiss.
All Songs from Irving Berlin's White Christmas
Count Your Blessings
Sisters
The Best Things (Happen While You're Dancing)
Gee, I Wish I Was Back in the Army
White Christmas
Winter's Romance
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Character Age:
TG Themes:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
by Andrea and Theresa DiMaggio
Three Verses of Romance
in the advent of the Winter of Life
A Bedtime Prayer
Soft and smooth in great esteem
And with silken garb adorned
And me as she is but a dream
That vanished with the morn
And if I pray, the only prayer
That moves my heart to sway
O leave the grief that now I bear
If my death I bear this day
Yes, as my ending come some day
'Tis all in all my prayer
That on my bosom lay thy silk
And combs upon my hair…
Departure
A great many days of crying
when then at last we part
In our souls the gentle sighing
of love within our hearts
A great many years of living
the hope we shared within
with love and prayer and gentle laugh
a new journey we’ll begin
The trust and care we share between
each day surpassed the rest
No matter who the first one passed
The one re’mained be blest
As we then depart for home
The parting shall be brief
Our promise of reunion then
Shall daunt the sting of grief
Your husband I remain and yet
Been given a new life…
Together once again above
But then be wife and wife…
Eternity's Love
I'LL rest me in your gracious arms,
And gaze upon your hazel eyes
That smile at me through blissful tears
and softly bless my gentle guise
And view your bosom sweet and fair
Covered with soft and glistening tress
And weep with sacred tears of joy
So truly now we’re blessed
And as my heart in gladdened air
is brought to think of lovely song
I gaze upon your countenance
that says that I e'er belong
No parting now nor gulf between
accepted fin’ly now tis true
None could find a greater love
nor none a finer woman than you
I Hearken now to thy gentle voice
That softly now thy grace doth give
Winter’s come upon our hearts
But more than ever we do live!
A love than now the decades span
Accepting love that says don’t cry
No matter what my form shall be
Your love for me shall never die..
So now I rest upon your faith
That faith that holds me as ‘ere before
I find my freedom now at last
As thy love endures forever more!
Love Theme from El Cid
composed by Miklos Rozsa
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Esle00Apbic
A Bedtime Prayer
based on
Riches I Hold in Light Esteem
by Emily Bronte
Departure
based on
Parting
by Charlotte Bronte
Eternity's Love
based on
The Arbour
by Anne Bronte
Writin' Party
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
I went to a writin’ party… on another site not far from here
I didn’t know what to expect or maybe what to fear
I was used to folks bein’ friendly and welcoming my fare
But over there people said some things that left me with a scare
So I asked some friends back home… what the hell should I do?
They said ‘just write for yourself,’ cuz the stories are first for you
I set myself to writin’ and hopin’ it would be just fine
And though things didn’t change some folks’ opinions, some things did change mine
See, it’s alright, yeah…. I learned my lesson yes
‘Cause the stories I write are just fine by me, I really must confess
I dropped by that other site again… just the other day…
Lookin’ for some feedback and reviews….and what did people say?
Things are just like they’ve always been and maybe like they’ll always be?
Some will read and some will not….It’s all the same to me….
Yeah, It’s alright, yeah… I like my stories yes...
‘Cause at the end of the day, the opinion that matters most
Is mine I must confess!
'Cause it's alright now...we've learned our lesson well
See you can't write for everyone so...
you gotta write for yourself....
With a tip of the hat to Randalynn and Rickie Nelson and Angela Rasch...
Garden Party
Words and Music by
Ricky Nelson
as performed by
Ricky Nelson and the Stone Canyon Band
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Garden_Party_(Rick_Nelson_song)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PECmjB9df0w
You're Okay, I'm not So Sure About Me!
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
 |
You're Okay,
I'm Not So Sure About Me! by Andrea Lena DiMaggio I've had something on my mind |
expectations for confessing
and just accept that my crossdressing
should be allowed no room.
I should reject my gender,
while being an offender
merely for remaining as when
I left my mother's womb.
I'm not the "right" religion;
so as not to cause division
I should think now of revision
and cast my faith away.
I chose the wrong profession,
this being my confession;
I'm sad for my transgression
So I'll abandon it today!
I should have written prose
which satisfied all those
I guess, surmise, suppose
who wanted something else, I gather.
I feel somewhat rejected,
as some have might projected
which I should have just expected
even though nothing's the matter.
And I might just feel alone,
but that's probably all wrong;
Since I'm singing this sad song
for more friends than I can say.
So have a care, please do
when you're convinced of what is true;
that I'd never critique you
In the same judgmental way.
All Painting Supplies Generously Provided by
Broad Brush Painting Company
Teaneck, New Jersey
You're The One!
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Character Age:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
You're The One!
resigned to live apart;
my life a solitary road...
an isolated heart.
But suddenly a light broke through my clouds
and illuminated my way;
The answer to all my wishes and dreams
became crystal clear that day!
'Cause you said...
You're the one who brings me joy,
You're the one that I love!
The most beautiful woman I've ever seen;
I thank my God above
You're the one I really need...
Our journey's just begun.
'Cause when all is said and done,
you're the one!
It's hard enough to find someone
almost everyone can attest;
it becomes even harder still
when you're "different" from the rest!
Hope and faith become so dim
when you feel so set apart.
But when someone says these simple words,
they bring healing to your heart!
Like you said...
You're the one who brings me joy,
You're the one that I love!
The most beautiful woman I've ever seen;
I thank my God above
You're the one I really need...
Our journey's just begun.
'Cause when all is said and done,
you're the one!
You bring me joy and great peace
You give love beyond anything I've hoped for
You give me life and sweet release
I find my strength in you!
And you say...
You're the one who brings me joy,
You're the one that I love!
The most beautiful woman I've ever seen;
I thank my God above
You're the one I really need...
Our journey's just begun.
'Cause when all is said and done,
you're the one!
You're the one who brings me joy,
You're the one that I love!
The most beautiful woman I've ever seen;
I thank my God above
You're the one I really need...
Our journey's just begun.
'Cause when all is said and done,
you're the one!
You're The One!
Words and Music by
Andrea Lena DiMaggio
all too human...on a day of remembrance
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Permission:
all too human...
on a day of remembrance
all too human...
you...fragile in your strength
broken in your integrity
taken too soon by indifference and hate
I am so sorry for not changing sooner
all too human...
me...foolish in my pride
convinced in my argument
failing to remember the servant who
himself was forgiven
as if you even needed forgiveness
all too human...
love and pain mingle together
loss and renewal as we remember
saddened yet not without hope
as heart by heart
choose to accept and embrace change
all too human...
weeping lasts the night
but joy comes in the morning
which morning, dear god?
will it be tomorrow?
all too human...
dancing with some confusion!
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Character Age:
Permission:
with some confusion!
Dr. Keith Ablow!)
whooaaaaa
shouldn’t watch too much TV
cause i don’t really have the capacity
Can’t distinguish what’s best for me
watchin’ transmen dance on ABC
doctor, doctor, tell it to me
i've got a bad case of GID
i guess you're not all that enthused
since watchin' it has me gender confused
i'll never be a janice lester
and SRS is a futile gesture
i got the idea of gender disphoria
from DWTS i wanna be Eva Longoria
doctor, doctor, tell it to me
i've got a bad case of GID
i guess you're not all that enthused
since watchin' it has me gender confused
whooaaa
watching Chaz on ABC
i got bad case of Gee Eiii Deee!!!!?
woulda never known about my gender
the Passa Doble made me surrender!
transman celeb makes me confess
I musta been born to wear a dress
doctor, doctor, tell it to me
i've got a bad case of GID
i guess you're not all that enthused
since watchin' it has me gender confused
Bad Case of Loving You (Doctor, Doctor)
words and music by
Robert Palmer and John Moon Martin
Performed by Robert Palmer
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jQdaSpEeBvQ
for the little ones inside...
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Character Age:
Permission:
You hurt too much for me to know…
Oh, even I might never feel your pain…
Those ghosts arrive with death and grief
Casting down your spirit once again
Sympathy will never suffice
In bringing you long forgotten cheer
I wish I had the words to speak
The healing words you oh so need to hear
But I care…as much I can
And I’m here for you, oh I pray
I cannot change what happened then
But I can still love you today
You deserved the world and all of its riches
Not silver or gold but innocence and light
You deserved a chance that you never had
A future that held promise oh so bright
I may not understand you completely
I may never feel the pain you feel today
But I’m here for you now and always
And I’ll be still here loving you, I pray.
screen test
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
will i ever be...
will they come to see...
the heart behind this costume?
is my role ordained...
due to be disdained...
for the one inside?
would they even dare
to go against type
and cast me in the part
of the caring sister?
(but i've been playin' the part for years off broadway!)
ready on the set, bro
lights, camera, action
hey, who let him in the studio
this is a closed set!
thanks, but no thanks
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Genre:
Character Age:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
thanks, but no thanks
thanks, but no thanks.
i need no validation from you
i know who i am
i've known all along
so I get to decide what is true...
about me.
thanks, but no thanks.
i'm not asking for your opinion
i know who i am
i know that i'm real
and i don't live in your dominion...
not me.
thanks, but no thanks.
i'm real, i'm not a pretender
i know who i am
i've known all along
and i won't let you define my gender
i'm me.
thanks, but no thanks
please stop telling me you accept me
the more that you do
the less that it means
and it sounds more like you disrepect me...
yes, me.
thanks, but no thanks.
your words have lost all their meaning
you hear what you want
despite what I say
and when you speak it feels quite demeaning
to me.
thanks, but no thanks
please don't presume to define what I say
I can speak for myself
to convey what I believe
so please just turn and walk away...
from me
useful...
Author:
Audience Rating:
Publication:
Other Keywords:
Permission:
At dusk she found the stone at water’s edge
dull and nearly a mere pebble
“I can use this,” she thought.
As waves splashed over the stone, it reflected her image..
…but the image quickly faded.
It was only a dull stone.
next to the other stones on shore, this stone shined brightly,
but the stones she had in her house already…
…far outshone this one.
“I have use for this,” she said,
“this dull stone.”
As evening fell, she traveled home.
On the way, the stone was lost.
She searched long into the night and found it.
It was half-hidden, in a garden, nearly overlooked.
…since it was only a dull stone.
Arriving home, she took the stone in her hands and polished it.
It reflected her image, shining more brightly than ever,
and her image remained.
“I will use this stone.”
When morning came, she took the stone back to the lake
where she first found it, and she cast it in.
Bright waves spread across the water;
as the stone sank, no longer dull.
The waves reached the shore, and the water splashed onto
all the other stones.
They, too, reflected her image.
“I can use these,” she thought.
They were dull stones, too.