My feet and my legs hurt because my job requires me to walk all day.
My mouth hurts because my job requires me to talk all day.
My teeth hurt from gritting my way through it.
My stomach and a** hurt from the junk food I keep saying I need to quit eating.
My right hand hurts from jerking off to forget the other pains.
My dick hurts from all that forgetting.
My head hurts because I was partially responsible for misplacing lost company property where I hate walking and talking and eating crap and jerkin' my McGurken til it's hurtin.
My left hand only started to hurt when I used it to type this poem into my phone.
So well done, lefty.

Okay then.

I like how everything starts with my

but the lines dont rhyme so

I'm not much of a poet. It just kind of came to me.