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My boyfriend is so masculine and rugged. What a shame! I wish he were a pretty girl so we could be the same. We could shop together and then even share our clothes! I'd dress him up and make him cute from his head to his toes, Which I could paint in many pretty, feminine new shades, And he could shave his legs with pink-, not blue-hued, razor blades! And he could wear my panties underneath my dress and twirl, And show the world he's not afraid to be a pretty girl! I'd braid his hair and stuff his bra and do his makeup too, With glossy lips and rosy cheeks! False eyelashes I'd glue! We'd be besties and sleep over at each other's house. On Halloween we'd be a queen and a sexy mouse! We'd text each other late at night when night becomes tomorrow. He'd have a purse that's always stocked with tampons I could borrow. We'd whisper secrets, and we'd gossip 'bout the boys we like. And at the park I'd teach him how to ride a girl's bike. We'd practice kissing, and we'd do maybe some other stuff. And he'd be soft and warm instead of cold and hard and rough.