Redneck Valentine?
Collards is green
my dog's name is Blue
and I'm so lucky
to have a sweet thang like you.
Yore hair is like cornsilk
a-flappin' in the breeze
Softer than Blue's
without all them fleas.
You move like the bass
which excite me in May.
You ain't got no scales
but I luv you anyway.
Yo're as satisfyin' as okry
jist a-fry'n in the pan.
Yo're as fragrant as snuff
right out of the can.
You have some of yore teeth
for which I am proud.
I hold my head high
when we're in a crowd.
On special occasions,
when you shave under yore arms,
well, I'm in hawg heaven,
and awed by yore charms.
Still them fellers at work,
they all want to know,
what I did to deserve
such a purdy young doe.
Like a good roll of duct tape
yo're there fer yore man,
to patch up life's troubles
and fix what you can.
Yo're as cute as a Mississippi junebug
a-buzzin' overhead.
You ain't mean like those far ants
I found in my bed.
Cut from the best cloth
like a plaid flannel shirt,
you spark up my life
more than a fresh load of dirt.
When you hold me real tight
like a padded gunrack,
my life is complete,
ain't nothin' I lack.
Yore complexion is perfection,
like the best vinyl sidin',
despite all the years,
yore age, it keeps hidin'.
Me "n" you's like a moon pie
with a RC cold drank,
we go together
like a skunk goes with stank.
Some men, they buy chocolate
for Valentine's Day,
they git it at Wal-Mart,
it's romantic that way.
Some men git roses
on that special day
from the cooler at Kroger,
"That's impressive", I say.
Some men buy fine diamonds
from a flea market booth.
"Diamonds are forever,"
they explain, all suave and couth.
But for this man, honey,
these won't do.
Cause yo're too special,
you sweet thang you.
I got you a gift,
without taste or odor,
more useful than diamonds,
it's a new trollin' motor!
Yipppeee...Yee ha!
Happy Valentine's Day, ya'll!
AI
