Recite this each anniversary!
Collards is green, mah 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 okra jist a-fry'n in the pan. Yo're as fragrant as "snuff" right outta 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 whut you can.
Y o're as cute as a junebug a-buzzin' overhead. You ain't mean like those far ants I found in mah bed.
Cut from the best cloth like a plaid flannel shert, you spark up mah life, more'n a fresh load of dirt.
When you hold me real tight like a padded gunrack, mah 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 Mountain Dew drank, we go together like a skunk goes with stank.
Some men, they buy chocolate for Valentine's Day; they git it at K-Mart, it's romantic that way
Some men git roses on that special day from the cooler at 7-11. "That's impressive," I say.
Some men buy fine diamonds from a flea market stall. ."Diamonds are forever," they explain, proud and tall.
But for this man, honey, these trinkets won't do. Cause yor'e too special, you sweet thang you.
I got you a gift, without taste nor an odor,more useful than diamonds......
IT'S A NEW TROLL'N MOTOR!!
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