Peri-ode

Excuse me while I step away from the reviews for a moment to write a simple little poem inspired by a friend's blog post on poetry and prose. This poem is about... well, it's self-explanatory, really.

Peri-ode

Oh crimson tide of deep despair
Leaving misery in wake
Oh cause of dark, depressing days
and dull unending ache

When you leave, you take with you
All traces of your pain
But joy is brief, for in due course
You simply come again

Oh leave me be, you whitewashed tomb!
You agonising beast!
The only joy you bring each time
Is a guilt-free chocolate feast

You are bad, but I am worse
For now I must confess
This crappy poem was written in
The heat of pms

Oh dearest friend, I understand
You do not wish me ill
All I need to dull your pain
Is to take a little pill

Forgive me dear, and come again
Though you drag me to the pits
I'll take your misery and pain
And multiple facial zits

You are my friend and not my foe
I'm sorry for my words
For without you I could not enjoy
The result of 'bees and birds'