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hey y'all my jannie magnolia persona jess whent to hawg hevvin on account of dyscuvrin willyum 'n' darwyn speeks the sayme kinda langwuidge [sorta] hitt warums the cockles uv mah hort, it do! jannie m At 03:51 PM 2000/02/14 -0500, william and darwin wrote: >Now thas a real pome, one fur real coinsewers. Are ya >gunna campane fur pote larriat? Y'uhd be better than >them highbinders frum the cities. Ah swallers some pate >on bread an washes it down - ma throat's 'dh only part >uh me dat gets washed ever' day - mit a jugof Mateus >rosee in a toast ta ya!! > >----- Original Message ----- >> A Red Neck Love 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-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 a 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 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 janet paterson 52 now / 41 dx / 37 onset a new voice: http://www.geocities.com/janet313/ 613 256 8340 PO Box 171 Almonte Ontario Canada K0A 1A0