This one's dedicated to all you married women out there:
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.