Hormone Exchange
Ice, I must find and crush, to sooth this
Intermittent flush,
No, it’s not a blush,
It’s not my cup of hot tea,
Or our holiday by the sea,
It’s just what happening to me my darling Bee!
I must undress, but yes
I must confess, that was a sweet caress,
Let’s put it to the test,
And let the hormones do the rest!
I feel depressed and low,
I really love you Joe,
I’m soaking wet,
And so are you with sweat,
If we were to place a bet,
I’m sure that Doctor Sage,
Would agree with us, that
We have reached that stage
When our hormones, have come of age!
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