Freeper Valentine Love Poem

[LanternWaste]

Freeper Valentine Love Poem
(As much as I would like to claim it ...I did not write this poem)



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, 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 satisfyin' as okry, jist a-fryin' in the pan
Yo're as fragrant as snuff, right out of the can.

You have som'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 gun rack
My life is complete, ain't nuthin' 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 R.C. 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-Mar, it's romantic that way.

Some men git roses, on that special day
From the cooler at Winn-Dixie; "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 just plain won't do.
'Cause yo're too special, you sweet thang you.

[SacredCow]

1. It's entirely too literate to have originated from freeperland....

but still funny!

:hi: