Message-ID: <3072850.1075860864848.JavaMail.evans@thyme> Date: Wed, 13 Feb 2002 05:36:54 -0800 (PST) From: susan.wadle@enron.com To: kevin.hyatt@enron.com Subject: FW: [GCFL] Redneck Valentines Day Poem Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-From: Wadle, Susan X-To: Hyatt, Kevin X-cc: X-bcc: X-Folder: \Kevin_Hyatt_Mar2002\Hyatt, Kevin\Deleted Items X-Origin: Hyatt-K X-FileName: khyatt (Non-Privileged).pst Thought you might get a chuckle from this. -----Original Message----- From: GCFL @ENRON COMMUNICATIONS Sent: Monday, February 11, 2002 3:35 PM To: GCFL Subscriber Subject: [GCFL] Redneck Valentines Day Poem Straight from L.A. (Lower Alabama) 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 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 Received from Guardian (a.k.a. Billy Hyatt). -=+=- Remember when the funniest jokes were the clean ones? They still are! The Good, Clean Funnies List: Good, clean funnies five times a week, FOR F R E E! ... AND NO ADS IN THE MAILINGS! A cheerful heart is good medicine... (Prov 17:22a) The latest GCFL funny can always be found on the web at http://www.gcfl.net/archive/latest.html For subscription and other information, go to our web page at http://www.gcfl.net, or send email to gcfl-info@gcfl.net. Mailing address: GCFL, Box 100, Harvest, AL 35749 You are subscribed as susan_wadle@enron.net To unsubscribe, go to http://www.GCFL.net/cgi-bin/lsg2.cgi