Feechie Love Poem

20110614-072223.jpgBrought to you courtesy of the most excellent Jonathan Rogers’ APF.


My dirt-ridden cutie, she’s really quite snooty,

She only likes croc-wrestlin men.

So when I implored her, she said that I bored her,

And kicked me in both of my shins!

My green-moss-toothed lass is so filled up with sass

She hogtied a panther last spring.

I gave her a bear claw—she called me a cats’-paw

And then gave me a busted-up spleen.

Though she bickers and fights almost every night,

Our love is as sure as the dawn

Though she growls and she yells, my life with her’s swell,

So I’ll keep singing feechie love songs.

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