Tampon Strings - For Pimpsey
I am not scared at all of this monthly story;
Blood always flows into one big toilet;
But as of today, I have gotten old.
Pads don't really work - I must confess;
The blood doesn't stop flowing;
I am one step away from going insane.
What is it in a tampon that stops the flow:
It hurts me so because its long and uncomfortable;
Blood always needs to be stopped.
With one plunge - up the vagina lunge.
Now hangs the tampon strings.
Here is a lovely story for girls who deal with tampon strings.
Copyright © Shoel Blow | Year Posted 2010
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