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.
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