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 him on the head...
Like his mother used to do.
2007-03-23 17:57:37 · 5 answers · asked by Brennan Huff 5 in Social Science ➔ Gender Studies
It's not supposed to be a f****** question!! It's a little humor. I'm a frickin dude, but this doesn't bother me, because it is just light hearted stuff. Take it easy people!!!! I'm sharing it to lighten up the mood a little bit, because some people are so serious, or are so serious towards each other, especially in this section. Lighten up a little. I just chose the women side right now, there are one's with both sides or one's from the male perpspective that were good also.
2007-03-23 18:19:16 · update #1
Well, ok Rain. This wasn't for a rallying cry, or something to use to complain about men. Just a joke that's. Easy does'er.
2007-03-23 18:42:06 · update #2
Haha?
Don't worry about Rain; misandrists are misandrists.
2007-03-24 04:33:51 · answer #1 · answered by Robinson0120 4 · 0⤊ 1⤋
After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul
And you learn that love doesn't mean leaning and company doesn't always mean security.
And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts and presents aren't promises
And you begin to accept your defeats with your head up and your eyes ahead with the grace of a woman,
not the grief of a child.
And you learn to build all your roads on today because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain,
For plans and futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.
After a while you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much.
So you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really can endure, that you really are strong and you really do have worth.
And you learn and you learn with every goodbye you learn...
2007-03-23 21:54:49 · answer #2 · answered by Anonymous · 1⤊ 0⤋
He didn't like the casserole
And he didn't like the cake
So I threw him out the door
And made myself a steak!...(seasoned in a white wine and an onion cream sauce..mmmmm)
Then, I changed the locks, called him on his cell, and told him to move back in with his mommy.
EDIT
Okay okay...I'd "escort" him to the door...no throwing!
2007-03-23 18:26:52 · answer #3 · answered by Rain 3 · 1⤊ 3⤋
Thats great, now go mow the lawn and tell him its his turn to cook.
2007-03-23 18:07:14 · answer #4 · answered by Anonymous · 1⤊ 1⤋
And the question is???????
2007-03-23 18:05:14 · answer #5 · answered by Anonymous · 1⤊ 1⤋