Red Neck Muskie Mans Valentine

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>> Collards is green,

>> my dog's name is Blue

>> and I'm so lucky

>> to have a sweet thang like you.

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>> Yore hair is like cornsilk

>> a-flapping in the breeze.

>> Softer than Blue's

>> and without all them fleas.

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>> You move like the Muskies,

>> which excite me in May.

>> You ain't got no scales

>> but I luv you anyway.

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>> Yo're as satisfy'n as bluegills

>> jist a-fry'n in the pan.

>> Yo're as fragrant as "snuff"

>> right out of the can.

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>> You have some'a yore teeth,

>> for which I am proud;

>> I hold my head high

>> when we're in a crowd.

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>> On special occasions

>> when you shave under yore arms,

>> well, I'm in hawg heaven,

>> and awed by yore charms.

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>> Still them fellers at work

>> they all want to know,

>> what I did to deserve

>> such a purdy, young doe.

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>> Like a good roll of duct tape

>> yo're there fer yore man,

>> to patch up life's troubles

>> and fix what you can.

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>> Yo're as cute as a junebug

>> a-buzzin' overhead.

>> You ain't mean like those far ants

>> I found in my bed.

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>> Cut from the best cloth

>> like a plaid flannel shirt,

>> you spark up my life more

>> than a fresh load of  garden dirt.

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>> When you hold me real tight

>> like a padded gunrack,

>> my life is complete;

>> Ain't nuttin' I lack.

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>> Yore complexion, it's perfection,

>> like the best vinyl sidin'.

>> despite all the years,

>> yore age, it keeps hidin'.

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>> Me 'n' you's like a Moon Pie

>> with Coca Cola from Sponge,

>> we go together

>> like a Slammer goes with a Lunge.

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>> Some men, they buy chocolate

>> for Valentine's Day;

>> They git it at Wal-Mart,

>> it's romantic that way.

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>> Some men git roses

>> on that special day

>> from the cooler at Kroger.

>> That's impressive," I say.

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>> Some men buy fine diamonds

>> from a flea market booth.

>> "Diamonds are forever,"

>> they explain, suave and couth.

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>> But for this man, honey,

>> these just won't do.

>> Cause yo're too special,

>> you sweet thang you.

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>> I got you a gift,

>> without taste nor odor,

>> More useful than diamonds...

>> it's a new troll'n motor!!