Women may not be perfect,
But once a month they are near,
Once a month if you are near, fear,
For death does await you at every corner,
Away with it she will get, she will just blame,
!…PMS…!
No anti-psychotic will help,
No eating of the ocean kelp,
No alcohol will deaden the pain,
Better for man if he hides,
Better not to make it worse, yelp,
That is what was already said,
!…PMS…!
Twenty four seven,
Who thought of this in heaven,
God does not have to deal with it,
He can just sit back and laugh,
What he has done to man,
If I ever meet him, I’m gonna kick him in the calf…
© ed ~ 3/19/06
Love Birgit and (a sometimes tormented) Roger
Take care,
Sherry
Ron
Love Stinky
And I sure hope Rebecca doesn't read this one, I give her sea kelp tablets.