I read this and thought, yup, others need to see this and enjoy a laugh.
A WOMAN'S POEM!
He didn't like my casserole
And he didn't like my cake.
He said that my biscuts were hard
Not like his mother used to make.
I didn't perk the coffe right
He didn't like the stew.
I didn't mend his socks
Like his mother used to do.
I pondered for an answer
I was looking for a clue.
Then I turned around and smacked the S**T out of him
Like his mother used to do!
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