Tuesday, March 8, 2011

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

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