Let me be clear. I know NOTHING about this kid’s gender identity. I am sure the dad in question isn’t a horrible father. This is a fictional response to the YouTube video Single Ladies Devastation
“The Single Ladies! All The Single Ladies!”
My sisters love to sing along and dance
When we’re at home. They always let me play
Though I’m much smaller. Daddy always laughs
When we play dress-up, Tells me that’s for girls
And says “why don’t we go play baseball, buddy?”
I hate it when my Daddy calls me “buddy”.
Why can’t he see all three of us are ladies?
He always treats the other two like girls
But suddenly I’m not supposed to dance?
My sisters sing along, nobody laughs
How come I get left out? Why can’t I play?
We love it when that song begins to play
But “Dude, you’re not a single lady, buddy”
My tactless father says to me, and laughs.
Dad, can’t you see there are no ‘single ladies’
Here? Just us. And all I want to do is dance
Right here in the back seat One of the girls
I know that boys are not the same as girls
I know that there’s a role I have to play
Of ‘Only Son’. But why not let me dance?
Why do you always have to call me buddy
Just when I’m getting into ‘”Single Ladies”
And spoil my fun while everybody laughs?
Oh, I am sure you’ll get a lot of laughs
As I get more and more like your two girls
And we grow up, not two, but three young ladies
This ‘boy’ thing’s not a game I want to play.
But if you really have to call me ‘buddy’
I will not care, as long as I can dance.
But now you say it’s fine for me to dance
I’m crying so much now, nobody laughs.
I know you only want to be my buddy
So let’s forget it, let the music play!
The Single Ladies! All The Single Ladies!
Look, “buddy”, all I want to do is dance
To “Single Ladies” so, hold back your laughs.
Us girls here in the back have games to play.
Tom Juniper Poetry 