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Leave me alone!!

By Barb Davidson

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Oh hell these hormones that I have, They make me mean they make me mad, I say such things, I don’t know why, They make me angry, make me cry, The tiniest things can get me raving, And for sugary stuff I have this craving. Things I would laugh at, any other time, Become major issues, on this Oestrogen high, I don’t think straight, my reasoning goes, I’m like a donkey, led by my nose, The milk he’d spilt, left for the dog to lick. In my mind grew, as big as an oil slick. How come last week, I was quite pretty, My body was fine, my clothes they fitted, But this week, I’m as ugly as sin, Oh god I wish I looked a bit thin, My hair is sprouting from out of my head, And look at my face, it’s glowing all red. I laugh at me, because I know, When next week comes, this madness will go, Although it’s funny and I don’t suffer as such, I’m glad I don’t get this feeling too much, So sorry all, I say, just in case, Now sod off please and get out of my face!I am lucky, i don't seem to suffer anymore, but the memory lingers of the crabby cow i became Written February 2nd, 2002 © on Apr 17 2002 12:30 AM PST    0 • 14

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