When you up and get hitched
to a fine Southern Belle
from Daisy, Tennessee,
you might find out
that all she wants for Christmas
is her two back teeth.
That way,
she can eat more than soup
and strained fruits and veggies
and ice cream.
(And though she might be looking forward
to the weight loss
caused by such a diet,
I would never say anything
about that!)
Baby’s got back (teeth).
After years, I have/
at last consumed my Big Hunk.
When I’m insecure,/
she says not to fantasize/
Does it matter much/
How I touch, as long as I/
touch much more often?
He thinks my Southern’s sexy!
It really turns him on.
He’s always drooling at me
when I’m weed whacking the lawn.
He really kind of likes my Southern music drawl.
An’ he gets all excited when I say hey all y’all!
You best be knowin how he digs my squash pies from cushaws.
Yeah he really gets me!
He thinks my Southern’s sexy!
It’s always dangerous
to look back to the past,
especially when it’s not yours.
No matter how good
your present is,
the chance to find pain
is real.
Don’t gaze too long
into what is not yours.
Don’t think too deeply
about what you don’t understand.
Just keep your own happiness
and your present peace,
and rejoice.
She calls me her Greek/
God, says cuz of my body./
Silenus maybe?
One should not be in/
love, in the next room, playing/
romantic music.
Introduce your love/
to Shakespeare with care! Pick plays/
sans pedantic speech.
You can choose sports or/
love, but if you choose love you/
always choose rightly.