Funny Valentines Day Poem

I love to write poetry and I wrote this for Valentine''s Day!

A Redneck Valentine's Day Poem

© Denise Scott
Collards is green, yer eyes ainít blue
I am so lucky to have a darlin' like you.
Ya kin strip a motor in just few minutes
And still have time to go hunt supper and even skin it.

We go together like a skunk and stink
Ever time I see ya my eye starts to wink.
Yer love fer me is like a roll of duct tape
Ya hold me together each time I break.

I love it when ya burp and fart
Itís music to my ears that soothes my heart.
And the sound of ya snoriní right in my ear
Always brings to my eye a big olí tear.

Yer hair is soft like a dogs hairy knees
But Iím sure happy you ainít got no fleas!
Yer chest is so purty and so is yer mouth
And I canít even tell ya how I love what is south.

On them special occasions when you shave yer beard
And clean all that hair from outta your ears
I wanna take out and show ya off to the crowd
Cuz when we go to town ya make me feel real proud.

At night when ya hold me real, real tight like ya do
I can smell on yer breath the scent of yer chew.
I love yer kisses, ainít none no wheres finer
Ya taste like the road kill down at the diner.

Iíd go to the Walmart for Valentineís Day
But I got this bad itch that just wonít go away.
So I ordered a special gift just for you
Itís a purty olí used motor from Evinrude!

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Published: Feb 2011

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