Hey, Charlie-o! Here's the first of the parodies that I've saved. This
might not be all of them, and it seems that a good deal of them are mine.
Oh well, huh? :)


The Poignant and Very Pointed Crisis of a Same-Sex-ed


I am a leader. I am a left-wing-rhetoric mobilizing force of one.
And there is a time right now, at this very moment, here in college,
Don't laugh, because I am a radical.
I run the Gay Liberation League with my girlfriend.
It is true love, with a common cause, and besides that, she is a dyke
Aquarius.

We always say that our love is like equal rights.
Three times as equal as the rights you get heterosexually.
And we bond in the face of oppression from Jesse Helms and the College
Republicans.
But I know there is a problem.
Every time the group does meet, everyone will hook up.
Which makes it difficult to discuss discrimination and sexism
Not to mention homophobia.

Well, sometimes life gives us lessons sent in ridiculous packaging.
So I found her in the arms of a Student Against The Lesbian Use of Women
And she gave no apology. Just turned to me turned on to the edge of
oblivion.
She didn't pull up the sheets, and I think she even smiled.
As she said to me, "Well. I guess our dreams went up in men."
And I said, "No. Our dreams went up in dreams. You stupid bitch."

And another thing. What kind of a name is Students Against The Lesbian
Use of Women?
Lesbians don't use each other, and besides a name like that doesn't make a
cool acronym.

I'll be older soon, I'll know the rise and gradual fall of a Congress
victory.
And I will write to the president saying they should legalize same-sex
marriage.
And I should know, because I'll be a activist.
I'll have a wife and two cats out in Provincetown, Rhode Island.
And my ex-girlfriend won't tell me I've sold out.
Because she'll be married in the suburbs.
And she won't be allowed to talk to me.