Don’t ask, don’t tell
Don’t look, don’t smell
But we’re sure glad that Army regs
Govern what’s between the legs
Of those very special bonders—
Soldiers, sailors, first responders.
We can’t have our legionnaires
Attracting dirty jokes and stares
The future of a superpower
Is forged in battle, and the shower.
You’re looking at a second Munich
If the Army lets a eunuch
Or God forbid hermaphrodite
Pick up a weapon in a fight
Or if some colonel’s aide or chauffeur
Is light in combat boot or loafer.
Freedom’s never been defended
By a soldier who’s transgendered.
Never mind their guts and hearts
It’s all about the privates’ parts.