I come once a moon, not always at full.
Sick as I make you, you're not really ill.
I attack all the ladies and torture their men.
Oft' as I leave you, I come back again.
I don't take the pregnant, the young or the old.
Warped as I make you, you will soon unfold.
I ruin your week and make you feel lazy.
Mad as I make you, you's not really crazy.
What am I?
Leave your guesses on the comment page.
Friday, July 4, 2008
A Riddle
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2 comments:
Sounds like great aunt Flow ^_^
lol! as i work my way down the page. nicely done.
my vote agrees with k's.
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