THE QUEER PARADE
My oh my
What a day
I saw so many things
At the Queer Parade
First there were dykes with tykes
Then there were dykes on bikes
Then there were dykes with tykes on bikes
Then dykes on bikes with tykes on bikes
Some so small they rode their trikes
My oh my
What a day
So much to see
At the Queer Parade
Then there came the dykes who hike
Some of course who hike in Nikes
Most of whom would like to hike in their Nikes with dykes named Mike
but dykes named Mike prefer to ride on the backs of bikes
belonging to one of those dykes on bikes
or dykes with tykes
or dykes on bikes with tykes on bikes
Some so small they ride their trikes
My oh my
What a day
And I saw it here
At the Queer Parade
Then the dykes wearing spikes
Of significant height
Came marching besides leather dykes
Ready to strike
Don’t bend over they just might
Marching behind
Dykes who hike
Some of course who hike in Nikes
Most of whom would like to hike in their Nikes with dykes named Mike
Who prefer to ride on the backs of bikes belonging to dykes on bikes or dykes with tykes
or dykes on bikes with tykes on bikes
Some so small they ride their trikes
My oh my
So many sights
What a day
And I saw it all
At the Queer Parade
Yipes
What a sight
Topless militant dykes
With their breasts held high and tight
Ready to fight
To take back the night
Behind the dykes wearing spikes
Of significant height
marching beside leather dykes
Ready to strike
Don’t bend over they just might
Marching behind
Dykes who hike in their Nikes
Most of whom would like to hike in their Nikes with dykes named Mike
Who prefer to ride on the backs of bikes belonging to dykes on bikes or dykes with tykes
or dykes on bikes with tykes on bikes
Some so small they ride their trikes
My oh my
What a day
And to think, just think
I saw it all
At the Queer Parade
Dykes to my left
Dykes to my right
Scooping, hoping they just might
Get alittle somethin’ to night
If they play their cards just right
Perhaps with one of those militant dykes
With their bare breasts held high and tight
Ready to fight
To take back the night
Behind the dykes wearing spikes
Of significant height
Marching beside leather dykes
Ready to strike
Don’t bend over, they just might
Marching behind
Dykes who hike in their Nikes
Most of whom would like to hike in their Nikes with dykes named Mike
Who prefer to ride on the backs of bikes belonging to dykes on bikes or dykes with tykes
or dykes on bikes with tykes on bikes
Some so small they ride their trikes
My oh my
What a day
Never miss the Queer Parade
My oh my
This isn’t right
It’s teletubbies and a Jerry Falwell look-a-like
In the midst of all those dykes
Scooping left and hoping right
Hoping hoping they just might
Get alittle somethin’ to night
If they play their cards just right
Perhaps with one of those militant dykes
With their bare breasts held high and tight
Ready to fight
To take back the night
Behind the dykes wearing spikes
Of significant height
marching beside leather dykes
Ready to strike
Don’t bend over, they just might
Marching behind
Dykes who hike in their Nikes
Most of whom would like to hike in their Nikes with dykes named Mike
Who prefer to ride on the backs of bikes belonging to dykes on bikes or dykes with tykes
or dykes on bikes with tykes on bikes
Some so small they ride their trikes
My oh my
What a day
And I saw it all
At the Queer Parade
It’s over now
But never fear
It’ll all be back next year
Right here
At the Queer
Parade
