‘A MARRIED WOMAN’S POEM’

He didnt lyk d curry & he didnt lyk my cake

He said my biscuits wer 2 hard

Not lyk his mother used 2 make

I didnt prepare d coffee right

He didnt like d stew

I didnt mend his socks

d way his mother used to

I pondered 4 an answer

I was lookin 4 a clue

Isnt dere anythng i cud do 2 match his mothers shoe?

Then I smiled as I saw light

1 thing I cud definitely do!

I turned around & slapped him tight

Just like his mother used 2.. =P =D…