Ode to an ovary

Dear left ovary
Why do you always hide?
Don't you hear your calling?
You're not here for the ride.

You have a task to do
Did no one ever tell?
You hold the key to life
You're not an empty shell

Don't tell me that you're done
And you're wanting to retire
You only work six times a year
Buck up, you can't be tired

Xxxxxx

Poem inspired by the art posted at The Mag entitled "Pony tail" by last exit.  It obviously isn't actually a photo of an ovary but it looked like one when I first saw it.