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Men trying to understand labor
"Fibula," I said.
"Humurus" said you.
"Broken," I said,
"that will never do."
"Ouch" was the prognosis.
"Ewwww," the hew and cry.
plaster and a bandaid
"Don't look at me!" I lied.
"Femur" in my pocket
"Metatarsal" in my foot
"That sucks" you frowned
"Coxics" in my butt.
"Ouch" was the truth
"Ewwww" my naked tush
pain and tears remind me
"Honey..it's time to push"
"Humurus" said you.
"Broken," I said,
"that will never do."
"Ouch" was the prognosis.
"Ewwww," the hew and cry.
plaster and a bandaid
"Don't look at me!" I lied.
"Femur" in my pocket
"Metatarsal" in my foot
"That sucks" you frowned
"Coxics" in my butt.
"Ouch" was the truth
"Ewwww" my naked tush
pain and tears remind me
"Honey..it's time to push"
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