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Story Time
Started by socalgold at 01-09-2007 7:55 PM. Topic has 6 replies.
  
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 01-09-2007, 7:55 PM
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socalgold
 
Joined on 01-25-2006
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You guessed it, Alabamasam's husband Donald sent her this love poem and I got a copy. You all know I can't keep a secret, so here it is...
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-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 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 gunrack,
my 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 RC 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-Mart,
it's mo 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 won't do.
Cause yor'e too special,
you sweet thang you.
I got you a gift,
without taste nor odor,
more useful than diamonds...
IT'S A NEW TROLL'N MOTOR!!
Luv, from yor Romeo
Donald
I Love My Country
It's the government I'm Afraid OF
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01-09-2007, 8:02 PM
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twig/al
Joined on 01-24-2006
Gadsden, Alabama
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Re: AlabamaSam's Love poem
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socalgold, I see Sam ain't been on here, YET !!!! lol.... 'Nuff said...
twig/al
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01-09-2007, 8:25 PM
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socalgold
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I'm a duckin and a runnin. Them bama chicks can get nasty, I just want to be outta gun range when she does show up.
I Love My Country
It's the government I'm Afraid OF
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01-10-2007, 7:41 PM
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Alabamasam
Joined on 02-24-2006
Hillsboro, AL
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Yep, I can see me motoring around my little pond with that new trolling motor.
Now , where did I put that new box of shot gun shells???
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09-21-2008, 6:03 AM
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ccv_NC
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 socalgold wrote: | | You guessed it, Alabamasam's husband Donald sent her this love poem and I got a copy. You all know I can't keep a secret, so here it is...
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-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 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 gunrack,
my 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 RC 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-Mart,
it's mo 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 won't do.
Cause yor'e too special,
you sweet thang you.
I got you a gift,
without taste nor odor,
more useful than diamonds...
IT'S A NEW TROLL'N MOTOR!!
Luv, from yor Romeo
Donald |
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Happy Birthday again Sheila.
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09-22-2008, 4:57 PM
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GasCan/SW-GA
Joined on 01-25-2006
Summerville, Ga
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LOL, Cecil you may be in a heap of trouble.
GasCan/NW-GA, Formerly SW-GA
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