The Red Badge of Courage
Once upon a midnight postpubescent,
Much I marvelled the silent graafian follicle;
Puberty - tormentor of my dreams.
I awoke and flung the legal age,
In a kingdom full of menses
When I thought of the puberty.
Deep into that darkness molting;
On that day my soul grew menstruation.
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