And so it's back to Katie's place,
And soon they're locked in tight embrace,
‘Now Nate there's something I should say,
Before I let you have your way…’
She whispers something in his ear,
But Nate is too blissed-out to hear,
Projecting all his sexual plunder,
He's unaware he's made a blunder.

His boots removed and set aside,
Nate looks forward to a ride.
His hand slips down between her thighs,
But fast withdraws in shocked surprise…
For there beneath her under-crackers,
A great fat pud with hairy knackers!
Nathan's legs begin to quake,
This girl has got a trouser snake!

‘A ladyboy!’ cries Nate, revolted,
And out of Katie's house he bolted,
Leaving there his giant boots,
‘He'll not be back for them,’ Kate hoots,
And adds them to the massive heaps,
Of Gothic footwear that she keeps!
‘Oh Gothic Nate? oh no, oh why,
Your head will never leave the sky!’