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Here is to You Again, Little Sis!

So dark
The night
When down
it came
The hordes
Of streaks
With colors
Of blood
They were
menses
Of dark,
Dark night
So surged
menses
Of dark,
Dark knight
So stressed
bloated
And let
All loose!
Intense
Were so
They cramped
ruined undies
Mindless
Motivated
Exhorted
From far
By pituitary glands
merciless souls
So merciless
They wanted
names
each female
naming her own
"the curse"
"that time"
"the rag"
"maggie thatcher"
Of own
The hordes
Cut left
Cut right
Were blind
Sans vision
Cut blind
In dark
Of night
Yet stood
There one
Just one
She stood
The knight!
True knight
For what
She felt
In guts
Was right
And what
Indeed
Was right
She shone
Like beacon
Of light
The warrior!
Alone
She was
But daunted
Was not!
On guard
She stood
Protecting
Poor undies
Who bound
Were so
By duty
to cover
front and back
Hurting
Were they
And being alone
That lone,
Lone knight
Throughout
The long,
Dark night
Spead her wings
For what
Was right
And fought
By quilted padding
And fought
By absorbant cotton
And never
Came short
Had strength
Of one
Who runs
long and heavy flow
Of words
She handled
Them all
From A
To Maxi
Here is
To you
Little sis
white angel
Of Pak
Who fought
Far better
Than tampax
Any tampax
For self
Ever, ever
He could
And yet
Who fought
Not bitter
Just supa absorbant!


bj kumar to maxipad