Home Grown Country Girl

Apr 14, 2006 at 08:51 o\clock

So very cute!

Mood: Tired
Listening to: Angie on the phone

A Woman's Poem 
 

 

 

He didn't like my 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 MOMMA used to do.

Comments for this entry:

  1. quoteMiss260903 wrote at Apr 14, 2006 at 15:03 o\clock:Mahahahaha!!!

    I lubed it!

    Have a good Friday sweets...Talk to ya soon!



    All my love,

    ~Teri~ xoxoxoxo
  2. quotejamryn wrote at Apr 14, 2006 at 15:27 o\clock:Served him right. Loved the poem.
  3. quotemindless_chatter wrote at Apr 14, 2006 at 19:07 o\clock:Muahh haa haa haa haa......yeah baby....that is freakin awesome....I love it!
  4. quoteshellbug773 wrote at Apr 15, 2006 at 04:23 o\clock:Glad ya\'ll liked it. I was cracking up!!!

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