Sent to me by my old friend Christy...LOL this is great!

" A Woman's Poem "

He didn't like the casserole
And he didn't like my cake.
My biscuits were too hard.
Not like his mother used to make.
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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.
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I pondered for an answer
I was looking for a clue.
Then I turned around and smacked him...
Like his Mother used to do.