God, and the wedding!
All her family and her friends
and only a handful of
mine all scroungy and bearded
just wait to get at the
drinks and food-
And the priest! he looking
at me as if I masturbated
asking me Do you take
this woman for your lawful wedded wife?
And I trembling what
to say say Pie Glue!
I kiss the bride all
those corny men slapping me on the back
She’s all yours, boy!
Ha-ha-ha!
And in their eyes you
could see some obscene
honeymoon going on-
Then all that absurd
rice and clanky cans and shoes
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