THE CANCER QUEENS

[A song for all women living with cancer]

We are the belles
With the runaway cells
Hear our song
It can't be long

I call my cancer "Toad",
It seems a proper choice,
It loves to squat there and corrode,
It has a spiteful voice.

It sends its toadlets out
To fill me heel to chin,
It triumphs in the end, no doubt,
But while I live I win.

But while I live I win

 

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