A Wedding Present

POETRY NEWS #4300
Date: 04/10/2013 at 03:16
From: Scribbler Etemiel
To : Dame Ferrous Rian
Subj: A Wedding Present

For Ferrous and Wyverex

Doomed!
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In our heads, The Smith's voice boomed.
Both were called, I thought you were doomed.
What crap was He tired of, I asked my mother.
She didn't know and I found that a bother.
So I waited to hear, curious my ear,
til what did I find, you'd married each other.

The celebration bells ring, they clang and jangle,
I hope you enjoy being married and able to mangle.
You'll have each other for life (or fifty) if you choose,
doomed to withstand each other's loving abuse!



Penned by my hand on the 3rd of Glacian, in the year 622 AF.