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Honeymoon in Belize paradise leads to song about sex change

Doug and Rosemary
Newlyweds Rosemary and Doug Waite on the boat ride out to the island.

This is how people entertain themselves when they become “unplugged” from the electronic world:

Calgarians Doug Waite and his newlywed bride Rosemary took their honeymoon on Long Caye as guests of Slickrock Adventures last April. One evening during their week on the island, Doug had his fellow island-mates “rolling in the aisles” when he shared a song he wrote in the wake of a marine biology lecture given the previous evening by Slickrock Guide Meg Griffiths.

In the course of her lecture Meg had touched on one of the more curious facts in biology that can become more apparent when snorkeling on the reef: sequential hermaphroditism.

(From Wikipedia) Sequential hermaphrodites (dichogamy) occur in species in which the individual is born as one sex, but can later change into the opposite sex.[5] This contrasts with simultaneous hermaphrodites, in which an individual may possess fully functional male and female gonads. Sequential hermaphroditism is common in fish (particularly teleost fish) and some jellyfish, many gastropods(such as the common slipper shell), and some flowering plants.

Doug explained that the melody for his song is “kind of a country and western, hurtin’ song… ” We invite you to use your imagination:

One Gender Prison

I was born a man, but I died a woman, out on a reef in Belize.
Where the air and the water are nice and warm, and the palm trees sway in the breeze.
But the part of my story that most fascinates, I’m sure that you will agree
Is that love on the reef, don’t give me no grief, thank to my adaptability.

Oh, sequential hermaphroditism, that’s what them scientists say
I ain’t stuck in no one gender prison, with both sides I’m able to play
It’s a biological advantage, helps my species alright,
’cause it helps me avoid spending too many long, lonely nights.

Out on the reef we go swimmin’… swimmin’ with women and men
If a handsome feller swims by, I turn into a lady again
If too many ladies are present, I just puff up my chest and I say,
“Today I’ll be Herman, so ladies, start squirmin’, in that hermaphrodite way,”

Oh, (all together now)…

sequential hermaphroditism, that’s what them scientists say
I ain’t stuck in no one gender prison, with both sides I’m able to play
it’s a biological advantage, helps my species alright,
’cause it helps me avoid spending too many long, lonely, sad, sorry, cold, solo, non-reproductive nights.

 

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