Barbara Haskell

Just

Can you just make me some eggs?
Can you just get up and hand me this?
Can you just get up and hand me that?
Can you just go to the store and buy me a coke?
Can you just scratch my back?
Can you just massage my feet?
MY back and neck are killing me,
do you just mind if I weep?

Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 25, 2007
Poem Edited: Tuesday, April 26, 2011

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  • Tom J. Mariani (11/25/2007 11:31:00 PM)

    My mon's answer to these same questions, was, 'Do you like peaches? If you do, kiss mine, it's a peach! ' - - As she slapped her rear end with her right hand. That either got laugh, or a fight started.
    Tom

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  • Scott Austin (11/25/2007 10:33:00 PM)

    Cute one Barbara, thank you for sharing. May peace and joy fill your heart each and everyday.

    Scott

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