So long dear friend, I wish you well Month after month you gave me hell Stomach cramps, PMT, fibroids galore Perimenopause is now at my door Hot flushes, brain fog, suicidal thoughts Existential questions, are now fraught Anxiety, panic attacks, feeling like shit And there was I thinking that was the end of it So long dear friend, paracetamol’s been fired HRT, gels and creams now required Loneliness, fear and ageing ensue The monthly bleed is no longer in view Somehow, I miss the routine that...

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