A Women’s Poem about her man!….LOL

He didn’t like my 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 did not 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 s**t out of him…
Like his mother used to do.

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3 Responses

  1. Love the poem =)

  2. Another great one!

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