Ode to Wasted Egg

Dear friendly egg . . . corpus luteum cyst,
We saw you ready to release in my OR party pics.

I know you are gone now & I'm not really sad
Because my body is still sore and it hurts pretty bad.

Ovulation is here and quickly going away
I know you're already done working and on your way.

I just can't give you a mate, a fine little swimmer
If Todd even touches me I might croak in a glimmer.

Everyone says to take many pain pills
And do the deed with purpose - no fun or frills.

Though I'll graciously pass, my always-loved friend
Please come back next month because I expect to see you again.