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REDNECK VALENTINE
Roses are red, my dog's name is Blue and I'm so lucky to have a sweet
thang like you.
Yore hair is like cornsilk a-flapping 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
thar 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
allthe 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.
I got you a gift, without taste nor odor, more useful than
diamonds......IT'S A NEW TROLL'N MOTOR!!
Luv, from yor romeo
P.S. I think yore slicker'n snot on a door knob
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Roses are red, my dog's name is Blue and I'm so lucky to have a sweet
thang like you.
Yore hair is like cornsilk a-flapping 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
thar 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
allthe 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.
I got you a gift, without taste nor odor, more useful than
diamonds......IT'S A NEW TROLL'N MOTOR!!
Luv, from yor romeo
P.S. I think yore slicker'n snot on a door knob
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