Girls are made of sugar and spice
But do you know what's not so nice
Do you know how it feels to be maudlin paper doll
Streaked with your own tears
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I have no father
But this was by no choice of my own
You say that boys cannot flourish without a mother
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Here is the bloody clotted truth
If men had periods
It would be a badge of honor
A war wound
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