Tuesday, November 10, 2015

Very comfortable - A Poem

Luke dressed his windmill in the prettiest dress he could find. 
It still made her a bad choice for a wedding date.
At least if you ask me.
Or the decapitated groomsman.
Or the poor flower girl who delivered flowers devoid of petals.
Although the windmill did provide free electricity for the DJ.
Who did not forget his Huey Lewis.
Nor his And The News. 
So I'm comfortable saying best wedding ever. 
Very comfortable. 

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