A Womans Poem

[Cassandra]

A Womans Poem

He didn't like the casserole
And he didn't like my cake.
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 him...
Like his Mother used to do.

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[melissa_girl]

I like it Cassie.

Melissa

[Peggiann]

Oh Cassie,

That is just great. Made me laugh out loud!
Thanks for the rest of the day grins. As that is what will happen each time that paces through my mind.

Smiles, Grins, and Giggles,
Peggiann