Mary wasn’t one to complain but on this morning there was gloom and rain. Her head ached and stomach cramped, But the harder that she fought the pain The harder down did pour the rain. So off to work, dear Mary went Body sore and temper bent. Though she should have stayed at home and let her coworkers be alone. But dear sweet Mary couldn’t bare the thoughts deep growing beneath her hair. She exclaimed at once upon arrival, “I’m in a bitchy mood, best stay away for your survival.” So stay away her colleagues tried, but even louder, dear Mary cried. “Perhaps you’re hungry”, suggested a friend. But alas, this couldn’t make the miserable Mary grin. She groaned and…