Poem dedicated to the girl with the crackerjack eyes:

She's fun in the sun
She's cool on a muggy day
Throw her a box of magic markers
She's so so so Monet

If she were a truck, she'd a red colored Ford
Four-wheel drive
Brand new chrome
She's got nothing to hide

She's got crackerjack eyes
And her heart is the prize
I got 75 cents
I'm honest I don't lie.

If I only didn't have
toilet paper hanging out of my pants
I know I would have had the chance
To romance
Crackerjack eyes

G'damn you toilet paper
Oh Crackerjack eyes
-wade 2003