LIKE HIS MOTHER USED TO DO

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
As I was looking for a clue.

Then I turned around and smacked him...
Like his Mother used to do.

- Author Unknown