tomboy

Tomboy no more

She matured distressingly early…
A tomboy… so suddenly girly!
The bumps on her chest,
Bigger bum, all the rest…
Plumper pussy… the bush, short and curly!

Quite the tomboy, like one of the lads,
Had admirers though, still, in fact scads,
Drank and swore with the best,
A good root too, they guessed,
Unconfirmed, since they hadn’t the nads.

Cubby-hole

He was twelve, a young larrikin, grubby,
She tomboyish, freckled and chubby;
With puberty came
A new edge to their games
Better secrets, holed up in their cubby!