A wordplay/play on men.
There was a Woman,. Sometimes, she felt quite premenstrual. She should not have been feeling this way, because her menopause had arrived ages ago. When she hit the menopause, she stopped being a wife, stripping herself of the title Mrs.
She felt bitter about the whole experience- it had sent her mental, Everything seemed very menial, and the only thing that really interested her was the mention of a menu.- Any menu- Food was always a first. This was not what her life mentor had encouraged, and she felt a menace in his tone.
Feeling that he was mendacious, she accused him of being a Menshevik. He retaliated by saying he was indeed a Mennonite! No wonder she had felt so manic- and with this realization, she knew it was time to Mend. – time to forgive Man and his kind. Afterall, the Historectomy Hystorectomy was not his fault!
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