There is a word that haunts me;
Day and night, it never leaves my mind.
I try to forget it,
Try to think of something else,
But all attempts are futile.
It is a word that some people hate;
It is a word that some people love;
Some people eat it,
Others throw it away.
What is this word that haunts me day and night?
Do you really want to know?
Okay, here it is;
The word is...
Placenta.
Nov 12, 2013
Nov 12, 2013 at 7:47 PM UTC
There is a word that haunts me;
Day and night, it never leaves my mind.
I try to forget it,
Try to think of something else,
But all attempts are futile.
It is a word that some people hate;
It is a word that some people love;
Some people eat it,
Others throw it away.
What is this word that haunts me day and night?
Do you really want to know?
Okay, here it is;
The word is...
Placenta.
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