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A poem about PMS and chocolate. |
Chocolate, The cure of many woes, You’ll find us together, Two weeks at a time, When the moon shines, We travel together, On a journey of rage, Through the heart break, maxi pads, cramps, My back hurts, I can barely hold myself up, Yearn to crawl under the covers, Never wake up, A gift from a merciful God in the sky, Chocolate is hope materialized, You are the hero that saved me, When Mother Nature, Almost drove me crazy. |