Like mama used to…

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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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…
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