Talking to a girlfriend just today,
Wondering why it had to be this way?
"A Hormone High" I said with wit,
"If only it was" she replied to it.
"A vicious high" I then corrected.
Not so much fun, all disconnected.
Two weeks late, to the ultimate peak.
Best think twice before you speak.
Even before the eventual flow,
Comes the "I don't give a #" glow.
Pain and bloating an equal treat,
Oh wait, I prefer the swollen feet.
The best is even yet to come,
A deeper gloomier, chemical glum.
Cramps and weakness in the knees,
I can't think straight, or speak with ease.
I have written, it is great to be a girl,
It is, except when in a hormonal whirl.
Beware the next time you make her mad,
Scalping isn't the latest fad.
Alternate ending (T&C ! )
[edit on 5/13/2009 by Blogstalker]