You nasty old thing, you’ve mistreated me!
I want you to leave, to get out, and to flee!
You have betrayed me you stinky old bitch!
So I am wondering, do you think my incision will itch?
You made me moody, you made me bleed.
You were NOT there in my hour of need.
You gave me the backaches, you made me sad,
So now you must go – I’ll need no more pads!
And now that the good doctors have heard all my wishes,
I can say, G'Bye Aunt Flow – you’re sleeping with the fishes...........
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