A Woman's Poem

A little laugh for the women & a sign of caution to our dear men...

                         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 mothers shoe

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

Author: Unknown

Source: Forwarded E-Mail