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[quietguy]

Woman's 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 AppleSauce out  of  him...

Like his  MOMMA used to do.

[KEBS]

 

[VT-XS]

FOR:

"Then I  turned around and smacked the AppleSauce out  of  him...
Like his  MOMMA used to do."


SUBSTITUTE:


"Then I yanked off his drawers and blew him
and all the sudden he started acting right"


It doesn't rhyme but it's true


I'm so sorry. Was that in bad taste?

[hooter]

Then I yanked off his drawers and blew him
and all the sudden he started acting right".

Maybe not right but I like that ending better