JoeW
Senior Chief Petty Officer
- Joined
- Nov 8, 2003
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Here's the poem I'm going to give my honey on Valentine's day. Tell me what ya think.<br /><br />Collards is green,<br />my dog's name is Blue<br />and I'm so lucky<br />to have a sweet thang like you.<br /> <br />Yore hair is like cornsilk<br />a-flapping in the breeze.<br />Softer than 'ol Blue's<br />and without all them fleas.<br /> <br />You move like the bass,<br />which excite me in May.<br />You ain't got no scales<br />but I luv you anyway.<br /> <br />Yo're as satisfy'n as okry<br />jist a-fry'n in the pan.<br />Yo're as fragrant as "snuff"<br />right out of the can.<br /> <br />You have some'a yore teeth,<br />for which I am proud;<br />I hold my head high<br />when we're in a crowd.<br /> <br />On special occasions,<br />when you shave under yore arms,<br />well, I'm in hawg heaven,<br />and awed by yore charms.<br /> <br />Still them fellers at work,<br />they all want to know,<br />what I did to deserve<br />such a purdy, young doe.<br /> <br />Like a good roll of duct tape<br />yo're there fer yore man,<br />to patch up life's troubles<br />and fix what you can.<br /> <br />Yo're as cute as a junebug<br />a-buzzin' overhead.<br />You ain't mean like those far ants<br />I found in my bed.<br /> <br />Cut from the best cloth<br />like a plaid flannel shirt,<br />you spark up my life<br />more than a fresh load of dirt.<br /> <br />When you hold me real tight<br />like a padded gunrack,<br />my life is complete;<br />Ain't nuttin' I lack.<br /> <br />Yore complexion, it's perfection,<br />like the best vinyl sidin'.<br />despite all the years,<br />yore age, it keeps hidin'.<br /> <br />Me 'n' you's like a Moon Pie<br />with a RC cold drank,<br />we go together<br />like a skunk goes with stank.<br /> <br />Some men, they buy chocolate<br />for Valentine's Day;<br />They git it at Wal-Mart,<br />it's romantic that way.<br /> <br />Some men git roses<br />on that special day<br />from the cooler at Kroger.<br />"That's impressive," I say.<br /> <br />Some men buy fine diamonds<br />from a flea market booth.<br />"Diamonds are forever,"<br />they explain, suave and couth.<br /> <br />But for this man, honey,<br />these won't do.<br />Cause yor'e too special,<br />you sweet thang you.<br /> <br />I got you a gift,<br />without taste nor odor,<br />more useful than diamonds...<br />IT'S A NEW TROLL'N MOTOR<br /><br /> 
