Pardon me, ma'am,
But here's what I think:
A hound-dog I am;
You look pretty in pink!
With a slick glossy top
So fine-honed and beveled
Alas, next to you
I look pale-assed in blue
And in fact, look,
well, mighty disheveled!
Lest this writer be accused of sexism
in wolf-whistlin' to hypothetical ladies,
please be advised, dear readers, that I address,
in rhetorical reference, a hypothetical pickup truck.
Hence, the foregoing soliloquy was NOT a pickup line.