Dear Mish Mish,
You’re faster than NASCAR.
Your tail goes swish swish.
Sleeker than a Jaguar,
Every man’s wish wish,
Is to join you for your Bud Light shower
To see what’s in your soap dish dish.
No wonder they send you acres of flowers.
I know the sea is full of fish fish
But none have your dimples and your adorable southern drawl
Others are Ladyish
You are the real hoop-dress-wearing, dainty, southern belle!
Your wit is the study of scholars
Will you go find that couple and tell them I’m still pissed about my sixty nine dollars?