Oh ! behold the joy of woman hood.

so tender and so sweet,

that turns into a monster for about a week.

Oh you can see it coming, of that there is no doubt ,

when you ask a simple question and all you get is a shout.

Simple tasks accompanied by a silent roar,

as she bangs and stamps,slamming every door.

Tears flow at the slightest mischance,

As the inner couldren bubbles.

 She's made of glass , with a warriors stance,

 making mountains out of molehills and kicking your ass !!!

Put your arms around her at your peril

but if you don't you'll be in trouble.

And as her body paves it's way.. to the lunar day ,

insatiable is the state of play.

Cause PMT will have it's way, so don't Piss Me off Today

i have...

Pre Mental Tension.