Benita Posted 20 years agoJokes, Puzzles & Riddles
Every woman's poem
A friend sent me this - enjoy!
He didn't like the curry
And he didn't like my cake.
He said the biscuits were too hard...
Not like his mother used to bake.
I didn't prepare 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.
Isn't there anything I could do
To match his mother's shoe?
Then I smiled as I saw light
One thing I could definitely do
I turned around and slapped him tight...
Like his mother used to!!!!!