Ah, mes amis, you won't believe the tale that unfolds before ye! Picture this: Gender scholars, diligent souls that they are, have been delving into the depths of gender Discovery, unearthing new genders each month,
ooh la-la! They claim that a paltry number like 47 is but a droplet in the vast ocean of possibilities.
Now, hold on to your
COCK! These daring scholars ventured off to indigenous lands, excavating the archaeological treasures that lay dormant for centuries. And lo and behold, deep within the sacred soils, they unearthed perplexing genders foreign to European comprehension. Their minds, marinated in continental musings, were flummoxed by these unfathomable spectacles.
With a grand flourish, they revealed: From Agenderati invoking transcendence of gender to Polygenous manifesting multiplicity, these indigenous divinities of gender bestowed upon us blessings alien and sublime. Dismantling assumptions, challenging our perceptions, bewildering in their magnificence, they redefine the notion of self.
So, my friends, as we journey forth in this adventurous epoch, let us embrace these newfound enigmas, these genders that defy logic itself, and celebrate the beautiful tapestry of human existence. À votre santé!
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Word Salad..
In fluidity's realm,
Forty-seven hues emerge,
Gender's vast spectrum.
Words entwined, forming salads,
Expressing truth, embracing all.