CREDIT: FSU PUBLICATIONS AND COMMUNICATIONS DEPARTMENT

She shouted

She cried

She felt blue


And mind it she’s bloomed.

The anger touches peak often

Owww she is red

It’s the sign of danger

Make her laugh, bring her food

Serve her hot chocolates

These can do wonders

Take her in to grant….

She bleeds for seven days straight,

Without dying, and after it says

“See you next month”