she was draped in feathers,
her hair it was fancy.
she's hopin' her new hubby,
isn't a nancy
her mom gave a toast
the crowd held it's breath
she had things to say,
even if they "weren't the best".
the dance floor was packed
the photo booth was a hit
i held up her dress
while the bride took a shit.
2 comments:
whoreay!
you are.
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