He didn't like the curry
And he didn't like my cake.
He said my biscuits were too hard...
Not like his mother used to make.
I didn't prepare 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.
Isn’t there anything I could do
To match his mothers shoe
Then I smiled as I saw light
One thing I could definitely do
I turned around and slapped him tight...
Like his mother used to!!!!!
4 comments:
heheheh..awesome!! absolutely awesome! i wasnt expecting the last line and it was just too good! one tight slap does more than anyting!
@ Sush:
I wish i could.... At times a slap is what brings people on the right track. :-)
@ Gul: it should have been...."@anonymous"
@ ramesh:
Initially it was as Sush... Now it has changed to anonymous. God knows how....
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