For all the women who know the pain,
I need a Hysterectomy for Christmas,
I don't care anymore if people won't agree,
I can't take the cramps,
I'm tired of the pain,
I need my body back,
To play with and enjoy,
I can see me now on Christmas morning,
If I could hurry down those stairs,
No more feeling sick,
Or thinking
"The Hell with this,"
I would take
The hot sweats,
That could be our deal,
If there was a new body for me,
Underneath my tree.
Just take my insides out
"Please, for me."
You would be the Best
I know my friends & family would all agree.
Please Dear Santa
Hear My Christmas Wish
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Author's Notes: To keep you on your feet, and cos I'm not feeling well (yep, I'm repeating that lol!) I am doing some preamble rather than postamble. I do not apologise for the clickbaity type title and subtitle. This is another Abecedarian that's been lying around digitally in my WIP/down the back of the digital sofa for way too long. So out into the world it goes.
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