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STRESS = PMT?Oh dear me, I'm off again! Is it stress, what's up with me? Oh flamin' ell, and damn it all They say It's that flippin' PMT! Me hormones are up the wall, Am drivin' me cat quite mad! Me temper's blazin', aint it amazin'! Me PMT is sad! I get a headache all the time, Me carbon monoxide's upsettin' me, It's getting' fixed, but am all betwixed, Cos me landlord said it's flippin' - PMT! Am so irate, am in a state, Me blood pressures up the wall, I've got steam leakin' from me ears, Me nerves are as tight as a rubber ball! Me eyes all bulge, me tempers off, I've got palpitations all the time! They put me on some tablets, But they didn't mix with the wine!!! 'It's PMT!' I hear them cry, But it sure aint that - cos you see When I was just a young lass I had a flippin' hysterectomy!!!! So then, tell me please! Is it stress? Cos it sure aint PMT! Cos after all, when said and done, Me 'giblets' got took away from me! WHERE'S ME HRT FOR ME PMT? Oh blimey, that aint right! Cos if I aint got PMT... HRT won't put me right! :o) Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem |
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