Ok this gotta be my favorite poem of the day.
Got this from forwarded email and I guess might amuses some women.

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.

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 him…
Like his Mother used to do.

Yah wack him! That’s my kind of gal! LOL.

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