When you toil in kitchen for hours,
And make his favourite food
You know the salt is too much,
But he still says it is good.
.
Your daughter makes you a portrait,
Your nose is flat and mouth droops
But you still smile and say,
Hey, that’s just how I look
.
Your MIL buys a shirt FIL loathes,
The fit is poor and the color drab
His friends at the senior club snigger,
But he carries it for her, saying its fab
.
I make most feel good,
About themselves or another,
What’s bad in keeping peace,
As long as you don’t hurt the other
.
I always bring in smiles and whoops,
Unlike truth, that snarky guy
Still they badmouth me
The poor pretty little white lie.
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