by Sandra S Corona
Wednesday, April 02, 2003
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Laughter rings in the hills of Kentucky.
You tore my heart to smithereens
when you burst out of yore jeans . . .
but I love you still;
forever I will.
Scratched my itches too publicly.
Havenít yore britches stuck in yon crack?
Sweet tart, please come back.
Iíll learn manners, tact.
Yore smiling face--looks like a possum--
makes my inners leap for sorghum . . .
apple of my eye,
my moonbeam pie.
Youíve insects and bugs in yore pants
but, my darliní, how hard you prance!
Though you smell, stink like a
hog wearing his sty,
Iíd spit out my snuff for a kiss.
Ainít true love always like this?
Yore my sweet fella
though yore teeth ar yella.
Moonshineís aging in the old tub,
letís bathe in it . . . rub-a dub, dub.
Folks may be prissy,
we ainít as fussy.
So youíve crickets in yore coon cape
and get attention when folks gape.
Iíve dumped other guys . . .
I wonít tell you lies.
Canít see the sun past the moonshine
but our love is true , genuine.
In my arms swoon
Ďneath a hillbilly moon.
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|Reviewed by the phantom pheonix
|this was hilarious and funny I so glad I civiliized LOL|
|Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader)
|Love the 'patois'.|
|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
|HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA *ow* hurt meself. too funny, sandra...you are the queen of comic poems! this here wuz a pure t pleasure to read...thanks fer my grins for the day. y'all come back now, y'here? :) (((HUGS))) and love, karla. :)|
|Reviewed by Larry Skahill (Reader)
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
|cute poem; fun to read the whole way through! (((HUGS))) sounds like a loretta lynn type song! :)|
|Reviewed by Tony Nerone
|Dear Sandy, Very funny & good.
|Reviewed by Trixie Love
This was such a fun read....
Thanks for the laughter...
|Reviewed by ya mama (Reader)
|i like this. it was fun. reminds me of fam in maysville ky.|