Wednesday, October 03, 2007

A Woman's Poem

Mom, you are not going to like this little poem someone sent to me in my email. I had to smile when I read it!

He didn't like the casserole
And he didn't like my cake.
He said my biscuits were too hard...
Not like his mother used to make.
I didn't perk the coffee right
He didn't like the stew,
I didn't mend his socks
The way his mother used to do
I pondered for an answer
I was looking for a clue.
Then I turned around and smacked the shit out of him...

Like his mother used to do.?

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