She dared me...and offered sugar!

For these blazing pieces of creative brilliance, and for posting them, Priscilla bought me a chocolate milkshake.
Yup. I'm a cheap whore.

Haiku version:
The moontide flows now.
Wings flutter between my thighs.
Absorbancy rules!

Dr. Seuss version:
I will not use a tampon now.
I will not use a pad, no how!

You cannot make me.
You can't complain.
From feeling fresh, I shall refrain!

I am a full grown woman see.
I shave my legs. I sit to pee.

So if, to me, you take offence
You go to hell!
I'm hormonal dammit, and way too tense!



I will start posting again. I promise.
Life is a little on the weird side right now and I'm getting my perspective adjusted.