A women's Poem

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  • jaan_matt
    Weindianvip
    • Jan 2007
    • 713
    #1

    A women's Poem

    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
    Tags: poem, women
  • s4sree
    • Oct 2006
    • 4854
    #2
    nice one....
    ******************************
    If there ever comes a day When we can't be together
    keep me in your heart, I'll stay there forever.
    **************************************

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    • meerahul
      • Oct 2006
      • 158
      #3
      ...nice one...
      " Love is born with the pleasure of looking at each other, it is fed with the necessity of seeing each other, it is concluded with the impossibility of separation..... "

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