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Sunday Dinner with Mama-in-Law

I wouldn't mind sharin' With Wilda H. Perrin A fried chicken section She burnt to perfection White beans from the navy Gummy rice with gravy Green beans smothered down Until they turn brown Fussin' and complainin' "I love you", she's sayin' By moanin' and bitchin' And cleaning the kitchen... *She usually forgot to check the chicken and sometimes smoked up the whole house...If anyone DARED to come help, she would retort, "Who's the cook here anyway? Open the damn door!" Also, NOBODY complained when it was time to eat!

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Date: 8/26/2014 11:00:00 PM
Very fine humor well penned, congrats on the win, Tim
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Date: 8/26/2014 1:41:00 PM
Congratulations on a well-deserved placement in this contest, Tim! Enjoyed reading this fun piece! Pandita
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Date: 8/26/2014 1:11:00 PM
love the humour here many congrats on your win:-) Hugs jan xxx
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Date: 8/26/2014 12:51:00 PM
Congratulations Tim for making the top 10... Verlena
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Date: 6/6/2012 7:49:00 AM
When I click on one of your poems I know it will be exceptional Tim. Thank you for sharing your words with us. I hope all is well with you and yours. I will stop back again soon. Love, Carol
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Date: 3/27/2010 11:02:00 PM
There's more to life and love than perfectly cooked meals. :) If that's all you have to worry about your a lucky guy. :) :)...cheers Margaret
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Date: 2/25/2010 12:23:00 PM
YOu do so well with these little tales from family. DId you do a book of them?? I bet you have oodles. Very enjoyable reading this type of poetry. LUv, andrea
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Date: 2/25/2010 11:02:00 AM
Haaaaaaaaaaa! Hey Tim! I always come over to your neck of the woods Tim, when I need a lighter moment. Sincere, Agape, Moses Thanks, by the way For your comments, welcome and appreciated.
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Date: 2/24/2010 5:12:00 AM
haha a real person with a great character. Love comes in many forms. Nice tribute.-- Robert
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Date: 2/23/2010 3:52:00 PM
Delightful poem..Charma
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Date: 2/22/2010 2:26:00 PM
Very dear and homey? not sure how to spell that LOL I remember when I could eat fried chicken (pout) Light & Love
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Date: 2/21/2010 8:10:00 PM
She sounds like a charming mother in law. Beautiful write, with!
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Date: 2/21/2010 12:19:00 PM
I smiled and smiled reading this, you captured the essense of family, I can still see my Grandma, with her tattered apron, yelling, get out of my kitchen... thanks so much for writing this lovely poem...
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Date: 2/21/2010 8:14:00 AM
This is a delight, Tim! I've known someone just like her.....stubborn as all get out!! A terrible cook, a tough old gal, but loveable!! :) And the house always smelled like burnt toast!! LOL !
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Date: 2/21/2010 1:36:00 AM
Loved it
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Date: 2/20/2010 9:32:00 PM
This is delightful, Tim. You are quite a poet. see soup mail.
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