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Red neck luv poem

Discussion in 'The Lighter Side' started by okie, Sep 13, 2002.

  1. okie

    okie GT Mayor

    Oct 28, 2001
    Muskogee Ok.
    Collards are 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
    and 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 satisfy'n as okry
    jist a-fry'n in the pan.
    Yo're as fragrant as "snuff"
    right out of the can.

    You have some'a 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 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 nuttin' I lack.

    Yore complexion, it's 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 a Valentine's Day,
    they git it at Wal-Mart,
    it's romantic that way.

    Some men git roses
    on that special day
    for the cooler at Krogers,
    that's impressive, I say.

    Some men buy fine diamonds
    from a flea market booth.
    "Diamonds are forever",
    they explain, 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 nor odor,
    more useful than diamonds....
  2. JHS

    JHS Millennium Member

    Jan 8, 1999
    Goodwell, Okla.
    Gawd that is beeuteefull.

  3. pistolwhipped

    pistolwhipped ***FUBAR***

    Aug 3, 2000
    Tampa, Florida
    That was purdy. Can I use that on my women ?
  4. okie

    okie GT Mayor

    Oct 28, 2001
    Muskogee Ok.
    Usa away.;f