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A Wife's Poem

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He didn't like the curry
And he didn't like my cake.
He said my biscuits were too hard...
Not like his mother used to make.

I didn't prepare 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.
Isn't there anything I could do
To match his mother's shoe.

Then I smiled as I saw light
One thing I could definitely do
I turned around and slapped him tight...
Like his mother used to!!!

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3 comments:

  1. Mihir.S.Bijur said...
     

    Awesome!!!! super hilarious ! :)

    Cheers,
    Mihir.

  2. Cascia said...
     

    That's a very nice poem. Thank you for sharing.

  3. Gracelin said...
     

    supperb

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