Ya'lls hair is like cornsilk
A-flapping in the breeze.
Softer than Blue's
And without all dem fleas.

Ya'll move like the bass,
Which excite us n May.
Ya'll ain't got no scales
But we luv you anyway.

Ya'lls as satisfy'n as okry
Jist a-fry'n in da pan.
Ya'lls as fragrant as "snuff"
Right out of da can.

Ya'll have some'a yore teeth,
For which we'unz R proud;
We hold our head high
When we're n da crowd.

On special occasions,
When Ya'll shave under yore arms,
Well, we'r in hawg heaven,
N awed by Ya'll charms.

Still dem folkz in da zone,
Dey all wantz ta knowz,
What we did to deserve
Such purdy, great euchre doe's.

Like a good roll O duct tape
Ya'll dere fer us man,
To patch up life's troubles
And play what you can.

Ya'll is cute as a junebug
A-buzzin' overhead.
Ya'll ain't mean like those far ants
We found n our bed.

Cut from the best cloth
Like a plaid flannel shirt,
Ya'll spark up our life
More than a fresh load of dirt.

When ya'll hold da cardz real tight
Like a padded gunrack,
Our life is complete;
Ain't nuttin' we lack.

Ya'lls complexion, it's perfection,
Like da best vinyl sidin'.
Despite all dem years,
Ya'll age, it keeps hidin'.

Me 'n' you's like a Moon Pie
With a RC cold drank,
We'unz go together
Like a skunk goes with stank.

Some buy chocolate
For Valentine's Day;
They git it at Wal-Mart,
It's romantic that way.

Some git roses
On that special day
From the cooler at Kroger.
That's impressive," I say.

Some buy fine diamonds
From a flea market booth.
"Diamonds are forever,"
They explain, suave and couth.

But for us, playerz,
These won't do.
Cause Ya'll too special,
Ya'll sweet thang you.

We got you a gift,
Without taste nor odor, PardS,
More useful than diamonds......
IT'S 4 NEW DECKS O EUCHRE CARDS!!