A Woman's Poem

A very good friend of mine sent me this. I thought it was so funny, I had to share it with you all.

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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 shit out of him...

 

Like his mother used to do.

 

LOL, I loved it. I hope you get a laugh out of it too!