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Ursa Had a Bull
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Three versions are offered: Ursa as female, male, and transgender or gender neutral.

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_Ursa Had a Bull

female symbol
_____Ursa had a bull. A black and white spotted one. It wouldn’t go in the chicken coop, despite all the modern conveniences.

The bull wandered around in the pasture.

But it couldn’t find water.

Ursa tried leading the bull, but the bull kept turning its head this way and that. Finally Ursa walked behind. She held her arms out. The bull couldn’t decide which hand it hated worse, so it walked away. Ursa aimed it towards the chicken coop.   

Ursa went into the coop and flipped all the switches. The automatic water dish gurgled and sputtered. There was a buzzing sound.

“There,” she said.

The bull stared at Ursa.


Ursa Had a Bull

gender neutral symbol and transgender symbol
Ursa had a bull. A black and white spotted one. It wouldn’t go in the chicken coop, despite all the modern conveniences.

The bull wandered around in the pasture.

But it couldn’t find water.

Ursa tried leading the bull, but the bull kept turning its head this way and that. Finally Ursa walked behind. Ve held ver arms out. The bull couldn’t decide which hand it hated worse, so it walked away. Ursa aimed it towards the chicken coop.   

Ursa went into the coop and flipped all the switches. The automatic water dish gurgled and sputtered. There was a buzzing sound.

“There,” ve said.

The bull stared at Ursa.




Ursa Had a Bull

male symbol
_____Ursa had a bull. A black and white spotted one. It wouldn’t go in the chicken coop, despite all the modern conveniences. The bull wandered around in the pasture.

But it couldn’t find water.

Ursa tried leading the bull, but the bull kept turning its head this way and that. Finally Ursa walked behind. He held his arms out. The bull couldn’t decide which hand it hated worse, so it walked away. Ursa aimed it towards the chicken coop.   

Ursa went into the coop and flipped all the switches. The automatic water dish gurgled and sputtered. There was a buzzing sound.

“There,” he said.

The bull stared at Ursa.


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posted 22 February 2012
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