One More for the Women!
before i go:
A 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 smacked the poop right out of him...
Like his mama needed to do.
A 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 smacked the poop right out of him...
Like his mama needed to do.
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quote:Originally posted by hisbigbootygirl
before i go:
And where are you going?0 -
Heck, even I like that one. Had to share it with the better half.[:D] 0 -
Cruel.......[}:)][}:)]
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Must be that time of the month. 0 -
Very clever.
Of course, I always wondered what sort of unsavory characters the types of men were who married a woman in the hopes they would get their mom.[xx(]0
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