O' sweet thang how I luv ya so
we's gone git married don't ya know,
yep, today yore gone be my bride
heads a buzzin puffed up with pride.
I jes can't wait til we get hitched
no worries bout a gettin ditched,
gone run nekked in them thar woods
dat way I kin admire yore goods.
Gone eat possum and drink sum shine
kin hardly believe yore all mine,
down to the crick we catch some fish
so's ya kin fix a tastee dish.
Like duck tape ya dun fixed me up
ya's jes cuter'n a speckled pup,
fir ever after we's gone be
mistah and missus hillbilly.
Honorable mention
Adding your comment:
Love that hillbilly style you wrote this in. Very clever indeed! I really enjoyed reading this
Thanks fer stoppin by~
