Jenny realised on her big day
Walking down the aisle
She was still in love with Ray
It was a hot day in May
The Groom was heard to say
The best man didn’t hear a thing
He just kept touching the ring
The Priest was a worldly Joe
But even he didn’t know
The events to take place
When the bride began to slow
The Groom turned to see
His wife to be
Rose-coloured eyes
Just blinded the disguise
The Priest looked at the best man
Guilt written in bold
He had this awful feeling
How this was going to unfold
The bride stopped and turned around
Headed for the door
Never glancing back
This time she was sure
Ray touched the ring for the final time
Passing it to the Groom
Walking up the aisle
Totally over the moon.
The Groom was in total shock
The Priest stood bemused
The best man's girlfriend
Realised she had been used.
They met outside
Love was in the air
Or would have been
Had the girlfriend not shot the pair.
- Author: Paul Bell (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: June 6th, 2022 04:29
- Category: Humor
- Views: 23
Comments3
lol
'had the girlfriend not shot the pair
while aiming
between the groom's, sunken pair...'
lol
and I didn't miss, this gem of a poetic imagery:
'Rose-coloured eyes
Just blinded the disguise'
(you keep sharing
and I keep feeling
evermore in debt, to witness
your talent, dear Poet
and so, all I can do
is thank you! wholeheartedly
again n again
hoping you'll achieve
whatever rewards, you aspire
for this works of genuine
brilliance)
keep that Mighty pen, striving
yearning, in its baby steps
of Natural, evolution
Crime of passion, she'll be out in thirty years.
lol
15 for 'good' behaviour..
cos she's only a murderer
now
if she were a drug dealer:
60? 90
decades?! if she's got a damn good lawyer...
lol
ahhh the justice 'Business'!
I-------- Omg I was not expecting that end. Wow talk about a "tragic" love poem. Wonderful Paul!
On the plus side, did get my money back on the wedding present.
😂
What a wonderful twist at the end Paul, my first laugh of the day, thank you.
Andy
You need a laugh, ass Boris would say.
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