The Little Red Dot:

Uterus-Influenced Bad Poetry 

Once there was a little dot

The fairest in the land

But certain times of the month 

This dot would get way out of hand

The Monstrous Dot would transform,

A gruesome thing it was

Not completely out of the norm

And she'll slap you just because

Don't fuck with her, the Monstrous Dot

She's suffering anyway

She's getting flashes that are hot 

And angrier day by day

She rolls up to the pharmacy

Completely out of wack

She slaps the clerks recklessly

And eats the medicine wrack

Beware the Red Dot little friends

And take your birth control

Or let the suffering never end

Let the Anger take its toll