d

D is for stuff, right?

Give me the D, or is it he that surely D deserves

And surely something so profound needs more to calm the nerves

For D , you see, can be what he, or she or we desire

While we presume for our own good

this D would give what a bee should

in sweetness, sticky and sublime

I fight to keep this D of mine

And stake a claim and over time

will learn to be the he who sees the D

and thinks, perhaps it’s not for me

and O-M-G feel free to see that we can be

A he, him, she without the need forD and what might be