Woman Poem

[Kat81]

A WOMAN'S POEM

 

 

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 crap out of him...

 

Like his mother used to do.

[lucy106]

Now thats funny! Will have to pass that on!! Thanks for the friday funny!