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,
Looking for a clue.
Then I turned around and snotklapped him...
Just like his mother used to do.
2 comments:
My wife could have written that....
Salagatle!
WV - scrad
so could mine but then she would actually have to cook, bake and mend sock to justify the snotklapp!
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