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This was emailed to me, author unknown:
"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 him... Like his mother used to do. |
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That is funny girlie thanks for sharing :)
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Sheesh, after all that, did he finally come around?
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