24 February 2013
There are lots of hormones in my house. My husband creeps round like a mouse, While Tom and I romp and stomp and stamp and shout We scream and growl, grimace and frown Whoever you are ... Watch out!!
One adolescent One menopausal woman Not great!
Far too many hormones in my home. Even the cat likes to be alone. I flush and flash and fry all night He grunts and groans and rolls his eyes. Anyone in our way...we fight!
Two angry people One place Not great.
But let's not despair, I think there's scope To hold out a bit of hope. For amidst the burning conflagration We have occasional conversation Even manage some consideration
For one discovered deodorant And one has found Wild Yam. We may yet make it great!
Hormones • Opuss № I