It

From The Birmingham Age Herald, May 26, 1914.

They say that now we’ve a third sex
    In woman’s form ’tis set
But it has male proclivities
    E’en to the cigarette.

It smokes, it drinks, it lives in flats
    Rides in taxis alone;
It saws a bone, a sermon spouts
    And quotes Coke or Blackstone.

They imitate the neuter bee,
    Don’t care a cuss for kids;
They like to work just as a mule;
    In fact they are hybrids.

So when we up our grammars take
    And He, She, It we see,
We know that It is nature’s freak;
    She’s It and It is she.