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Hormone Delinquency!Estraderm, Estraderm, hormones galore, To keep things in line that's what they're for! Men have moustache's...Women have none! Hormones are rife, the biological clock's done! Females sprout whiskers...on upper lip and chin... And protruding bellies grow fat and not thin! And men grow boobs, and lose their hair! Protesting profusely, that life isn't fair! When women's voices deepen, an octave or two... Grow muscles all over - they don't know what to do? Females turn masculine, men turn into wimps! We all get B.O. as body sweats and stinks! Hormones, that's right, causing more strife, Driving us potty, wrecking our life. Hormone delinquents, turned out by the score, Slap on the patches...Please, no more! Settle them down with H.R.T. Cant stand the hassle...So give some to me! Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem |
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