On Her Wedding Day

If its turquoise, please let it be,
If its royal Fuchsia, let it be,
It is her biggest day after her birthday,
It's the least you can do on her wedding day,
Making it perfect is a commandment,
She is the base of your home establishment,
The prime member of the marriage coalition,
The commissioner of the home division,
The chief of your house location.

She gives your home an identity,
Soon she will show you the power of multiply,
Many say that men don't cry,
What they don't say is that we would like to cry,
But we have to get the right shoulder,
Then we can cry a river,
Mrs. bride, the ball is on your court,
Start by relieving off his coat,
Finish by serving a great pot.

For the gentleman,
A reason to get home early,
A reason to hold the head high,
A reason to carry your shoulders high,
From that corner to that other corner,
We have been your guests today,
You have treated us to satisfaction,
We have all witnessed,
You have done it perfect.
On Her Wedding Day!

Congratulations!!

© Mr. Reality Check.