I'm going to sing you a song now. Oh this is horrible. I've never done this before. Be kind. Oh god, I'm not sure I can do this. <Sticks finger in one ear like 1970s folk singer. Squeaks.> Oh I'll start again. Sorry. It's a really sad song. I might cry.
Ago, ago, so long ago, there was a non binary person named Jacksio,
and she loved several people, so long ago, and they all said Jacksi
will you marry me-o. And Jacksi she said, with a thick nasal sob
I'd marry you sir or madam, but I have to think of the povs!
Until all the poors have slop on in their bowls I cannot thee wed, my laddio/ladyo.
Ago, ago, so long ago, there was a non binary person named Jacksio,
and she loved several people, so long ago, and they all said Jacksi
will you marry me-o. And Jacksi she said, with a thick nasal sob
I'd marry you sir or madam, but I have to think of the povs!
Until all the poors have slop on in their bowls I cannot thee wed, my laddio/ladyo.