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 shit out of him
Like his mother used to do.
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 shit out of him
Like his mother used to do.
5 comments:
Hahahahaha! What a prettily embroidreed pillow that would make!
hehe I like it!!
I was thinking something to hang in the bathroom! hahaha
I like it too :)
hahaha that is so funny. Yeah it would look great hanging somewhere
It reminds me of a wall hanging in Yatsu's kitchen-
No B!tchin' in the K!tchen!
Hahahaha!
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