Transphobic Poetry - Post your transphobic poetry

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There once was a masculine "he."
Who thought he'd coom better as "she"
He then got the snip, his mental health dipped,
And now needs help to go pee.
 
Fee-fi-fo-fum!
I smell the rot of the fake front bum.

Fi-fo-fum-fee!
I see a 'woman' who's six foot three!

Fum-fo-fee-fi!
Too much make-up! Voice too high!

Fi-Fum-Fee-Fo!

Her passport says 'woman' but her face says 'no'.
 
There once was a troon from Poughkeepsie
who fancied himself to be thrifty.
To Thailand he went, and with informed consent
his kidneys were stolen by Gypsies
 
Jack and Jill went up the hill
So Jack could lick her candy
But Jack got a shock,
And a mouth full of cock,
Because Jill's real name is Randy.

This made me really nostalgic, because there was a juvenile little rhyme very similar to this one that we used to sing, back at school, when I was just a small Miriam.

Jack and Jill went up the hill
So Jack could lick Jill's fanny,
Jack came down
His face a frown
Because Jill was a fucking tranny.

Now, maybe it's just me being sentimental, but I think I prefer the version from my childhood, mainly because it contains a slur.
 
It is transloathing not transphobia
Let's get it right you fags
The reason you are hated is that
Of how you behave, not what's down below

Although as they say "as is above..."
The reason that you fail gender norms
Is not oppression, it is you,
You weird parents and your stupid friends

Get off the goddamn internet
Get a job, stop feeling sorry for yourself
Poor you lives in a time of plenty
With no camps, war or famine.

Get off the goddamn internet you faggots.
 
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Thence we saw retards in programmer socks
in their discord, tantrumming over the Twitter
and beating their palms against their crotches

to anime: lolicon, pedophile shota.
"These are women," my leader espouses,
"with equivalent surgeries to a vagina

or penises feminine." Gagging aloud
as my nostrils revolt at the smell of woe!
People cavorting in filth of their bowels,

they party in effluent; drink piss hormones,
they flatter whilst grooming the shit
and the corn out of each other's clothes.

"I recognize you," for reply, I elicit,
"For Zdoom you modded, and of
children requested their nudes illicit..."

Quoth Marisa, the Magician:
"TRANSPHOBE!!! THAT!!! NEVER!!! HAPPENS!!!"
 
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