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Not Another Wedding




Usher, come forth
lead me on the path
to the wedding party of merriment
to the sacred song at last.
Pull me down the side aisle
where I watch in glory
ever to be amused
but never to marry.
Usher hold my arm
so I feel like a princess
who never wears the white dress.
Seat me next to couples and the few left single.
Usher, keep smiling
as you consider your occupation.
A vantage point of honor
to seat all the guest.
Even me who will take a nap and rest.
I realize this is a horrible poem. It is dreadful, but it made me laugh!

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