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 & smacked
the shit out of him...
Like his mother used to do.
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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 & smacked
the shit out of him...
Like his mother used to do.
10 comments:
And it serves him right too!!!!!
OOPSIE!
=giggle=
LMAO...if one can't be complimentary, one best have faster reflexes ;)
Bwahahahahaha. Or he can get off his lazy behind and do all those things right. Bwahahahahaah.
Hello Jack ~~ This is a great little poem and I just might post it again. Enjoyed the post about chores and no-one likes them, BUT if you are fit and able, things are not too bad.Take it from one who no longer can do many of the usual chores.Loved theJoe Cocker video. Thank you for your comments and also the get well wishes. I am improving (slowly)Thanks too for your always complimentary words about my posts.
Take care, my friend, Regards,Merle
really so true!!!
have thought of doing that a couple of times as well, regarding some people...
see you around!
sarah sofia
Ha Ha Ha Ha......
Too funny!
that was pure awesome. Sorry I've been soooo busy and distant! I'mma bad friend! Ack!
Sounds like things my ex would say, glad he got his just desserts...so to speak.
Haha I can't stop laughing!
This is good!
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