For slugs to think of botox or any such idea
Is not becoming I would say anytime of year
A sex change is a doddle for hermaphrodites you know
They do not need to feel the knife or experience the woe
They only need to do it and each bite off a piece
Then their carnal maleness gets its way and true release
For slugs, this can be brilliant from then on in they can
Slither here and thither there and the brotherhood of man
Gone yes gone forever appendange sexually
now its superseded just female anatomy
left, that of a woman with all the well for all
maleness just a memory thats waiting in the hall
In an inkling I can feel a spirit of desire
Femininity will ultimately be your desire