by Panda 20 Replies latest social humour
By Colleen Michael
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.
Smack em again, serves him right, ungrateful bstrd
Funn! I like it, I'm gonna show my (picky eater) hubby this one.
Proph, I thought of changing some words but left it as is. Thanks for taking this in the spirit which it was meant.
Net, If you could change any of the lines what would youn change them to?
I didn't like her casserol
And I didn't like her cake.
Her biscuits were too hard ...
Not like my mother used to make.
She didn't perk the coffee right
I didn't like the stew,
She didn't mend my socks
The way my mother used to do.
She pondered for an answer
She was looking for a clue.
Then she turned around and smacked me;
Like my Mother used to do.
I wondered why I stayed here,
Did I really want more?
I got up and walked out
like my father had before
OUCH!!
Score:
Sith: 1
Women kind: 0
LOL! Sith.
I knew it wouldn't be long before the men nazis showed up (to borrow your phrase)
Your poem was funny.
Panda,
I was laughing my butt off at the poem, because it is really funny, and wondering if were gonna `get it` for PC. Thank goodness, Proph saved the day ... ;)
It works so well, I wouldn`t change a thing .. smacked just works,,, dayum! what`s a gal to do?
(now I am gonna get it from someone, man-hating PC femi-Nazi that I am known to be ... you just watch .. lol)
tal
lol ...l was waiting for Sith to appear ... he beat me to it !
lmao!
