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Red Necks Lament (one to end the day with a laugh)
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Red Necks Lament (one to end the day with a laugh) |
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Local Rebel Member Ascendant
since 1999-12-21
Posts 5767Southern Abstentia 
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I asked yew not ta leve me, But, yew went ahed an dunnit, Ya even took my credit card, And in the red ya runnit. One thing I can tell you now, You really mashed my hart, But messin with my pickup truck, That wuz the meanist part, You didn't take my huntin dog, And its a real good thing, Cause weez goin huntin yew, When it comes round spring. How much more grievous are the consequences of anger than the causes of it. -Marcus Aurelius |
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Marilyn Member Elite
since 1999-09-26
Posts 2621Ontario, Canada |
Gosh..I am glad I am not this woman...lol. I hope your huntin dog has a good nose ifn your waitin til spring. lol |
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patchoulipumpkin Member
since 2000-01-01
Posts 196Bermuda |
awesome, i think this is hilarious. Look forward to maybe hearing more from our redneck friedn. |
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Poet deVine
Administrator
Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
How kin yew say these things to me didn't I luv you constantly didn't I scratch your itchy back didn't I paint this 'ere shack You got the best years of my life and never even called me wife you alwis luved that dog mor'n me to now yew've got him not me If he can cook, I'll be switch'd maybe yew can both get hitched 'cuz I ain't gonna be around I got me a fireman that I found! I liked your poem! |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Thanks for the laughs, you guys! hehehehe  Denise |
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Balladeer
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
ROFL!!!! Certainly ends it with a laugh for me!  Great work from you both!  |
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Tara Simms Senior Member
since 1999-08-12
Posts 1244Honea Path, SC USA |
I cooked yer grits, mixed with cheese, brought yer beer anytime you pleased. I rolled your cigs with that crappy tobaccy, Gave ya a can to spit in but ya still weren't happy. I let that flea bag sleep at the foot o' our bed, an' I only kicked him once in the head. I make possum stew, it's the best in town. but ya still git in the truck to go cattin' around. found out all about you and one eyed emma, heard about the night with those alabama slammers. late night lovin' down in the swamp, didn't think I knew about this romp? I'll have you know, I'm smarter than that! so I burned yer boots and crushed yer hat. |
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Meadowmuse Member Elite
since 1999-12-27
Posts 3263 |
Yore poultry runs the gamut, shore, an' tonite ah bin injoyin' how yore stringin' yore words in perty verse an' beeutifull rhymes, employin'. But ah hafta admit Ah'm wonderin' why yew'd wate til spring's a'sprangin' tew run off yonder after that there girl when it's NOW she's left yew hangin'??? (clever poem, by the way)  Claire |
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whiskey
since 1999-12-28
Posts 1278Australia |
ROFL At everyones peoms well done guys |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Oh my goodness, I wish I could speak that there lingo like youall, but I caint. Great poem and laugh. In the dew of little things, the heart finds its morning and is refreshed. (ee cummings) |
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Nan
Administrator
Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
Geesh..... an' my 'ex' always wanted to go fishin'.... I never got to do any huntin'....  |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
ROFL |
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Toerag Member Ascendant
since 1999-07-29
Posts 5622Ala bam a |
Damn nice poem, Sounds like home, Ya done good, Knew ya could. It ain't dirty, It ain't wirddy If I dint know better, Ya could be Mr. Thirty. |
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Local Rebel Member Ascendant
since 1999-12-21
Posts 5767Southern Abstentia |
ROFL@replies... thanks all... !  |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
ROFLMAO! Love the poem, love the responses! *G* |
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Iloveit Senior Member
since 1999-09-02
Posts 1121NM |
ROFG@great poem.....great responses.....and I needed the smiles |
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poetFemmeFatale Member Elite
since 1999-07-25
Posts 2646Arkansas |
Hey - for you to be one of those thar windy city fellers, you sure are good at talking like us hillbillies! Er....did I spell that rite? LOL I thunk I did...This here poem sure is purdy! (toothless grin atcha!) hehe (I'm from Arkansas, ya know...)  ** I'm reaching for the brightest star I've ever seen - knock my ladder out from under me, and you'll wish you hadn't !! -pFF ** Here's to 2000! |
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