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Everybody Knows My Name |
A Woman's Poem
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 crap out of him.... Like his mother used to do. "No one can build his security upon the nobleness of another person." Willa Cather |
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Small Talker |
Oh, that is too funny....thanks for making me laugh today!
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