I confess, the hair on my lip is not
so bad as the hair on my chest,
which leaves me quite distraught.
Then there’s the mammogram,
which some claim is the foulest invention
for women, by man.
Some women hate that man so hard they’d like to clutch
his nuts and test him in what should be named
I found it not too bad, because of my tiny breasts,
but I pity big girls who obey our NHS
diktat-by-post – I wouldn’t like their test.
Yes, it’s that time again.
Ladies, I urge you to get tested, uncomfortable/painful as it is.
Gentlemen, urge your ladies. Or ladies, urge your ladies.
I found the cartoon on an interesting post, complaining like me about this being a woman-only adventure; it’s well worth a read.