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 and smacked the shit out of him...
Like his MOMMA used to do.
:)) to funny
lol naners is that some wedding advice for me :)) :)) :)) :))
post it on your fridge lynne lol..funny thing about that poem..I learned to cook from mom in law ..so that doesnt' apply to me :))
lol ok i will ...i'll even make extra copies and put them up all over the apt lol
:)) :)) and pass them on to friends
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lol! that's great! :D
i'll sell em for 29.99 advice for engaged couples lol :))
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