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A Woman's Poem

passin thru

Well-known member
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 poop out of him...

Like his MOMMA used to do.
 

ranchwife

Well-known member
:lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol:
gonna post this on the fridge....just as a gentle reminder that I AM NOT HIS MAMA!!! :wink: :wink:
 
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