Collards is green,my dogs name is Blue and im so lucky to have a sweet thang like u.Yore hair is like cornsilk aflapping n the breeze.Softer than Blues and w/o all them fleas.You have somea yore teeth,4 which I am proud;I hold my head high when were in a crowd.Like a good roll of duct tape yore there 4 yore man,to patch up lifes troubles n fix what u can.Yore as cute as a junebug abuzzin'overhead.You aint 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.Yore complexion,its perfection,like the best vinyl sidin'.despite all the years,yore age,it keeps hidin'.Me n yous like a Moon Pie with a RC cold drank,we go together like a skunk goes with stank.Some men,they buy chocolate 4 Valentines Day;They git it at WalMart,its 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, suave and couth.But for this man,honey,these wont do.Cause yore too special,you sweet thang you.I got you a gift,without taste nor odor,more useful than diamonds.ITS A NEW TROLL N MOTOR!!
Reason for writing:
I jus thought this was fuuny.Some1 sent it to me and I thought that if I put it up here it might brighten upo someones day.
Birth sign: Taurus
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