Here is an old Redneck one for special occasions like this.

 Collards is green,

 My dog's name is Blue

 And I'm so lucky

 To have a sweet thang like you.

 Yore hair is like cornsilk

 A-flapping in the breeze.

 Softer than Blue's

 And without all them fleas.

 You move like the bass,

 Which excite me in May.

 You ain't got no scales

 But I luv you anyway.

 Yo're as satisfy'n as okry

 Jist a-fry'n in the pan.

 Yo're as fragrant as "snuff"

 Right out of the can.

 You have some'a yore teeth,

 For which I am proud;

 I hold my head high

 When we're in a crowd.

 On special occasions,

 When you shave under yore arms,

 Well, I'm in hawg heaven,

 And awed by yore charms.

 Still them fellers at work,

 They all want to know,

 What I did to deserve

 Such a purdy, young doe.

 Like a good roll of duct tape

 Yo're there fer yore man,

 To patch up life's troubles

 And fix what you can.

 Yo're as cute as a junebug

  A-buzzin' overhead.

 You ain't mean like those far ants

 I found in my bed.

 Cut from the best cloth

 Like a plaid flannel shirt,

 You spark up my life

 More than a fresh load of dirt.

 When you hold me real tight

 Like a padded gunrack,

 My life is complete;

 Ain't nuttin' I lack.

 Yore complexion, it's perfection,

 Like the best vinyl sidin'.

 Despite all the years,

 Yore age, it keeps hidin'.

 Me 'n' you's like a Moon Pie

 With a RC cold drank,

 We go together

 Like a skunk goes with stank.

 Some men, they buy chocolate

 For Valentine's Day;

 They git it at Wal-Mart,

 It's romantic that way.

 Some men git roses

 On that special day

 From the cooler at Kroger.

 That's impressive," I say.

 Some men buy fine diamonds

 From a flea market booth.

 "Diamonds are forever,"

 They explain, suave and couth.

 But for this man, honey,

 These won't do.

 Cause yore too special,

 You sweet thang you.

 I got you a gift,

 Without taste nor odor,

 More useful than diamonds......

 IT'S A NEW TROLL'N MOTOR!!