09-24-2008, 12:01 PM
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A Womans Poem
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 crap out of him...
Like his mother used to do.
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09-24-2008, 12:04 PM
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lol... goober
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