~` our weddin' `~ (Redneck Free verse)

i

our weddin'

tweren't the kinda

whoop a la we expected---

ma gal had a bun

in the oven ready ta cum out

an her daddy said:

like his horse cart,

we was a gonna git hitched-

ii

a course our weddin'

still comed off purdy well an all,

none a the

reletives cumplained

they was yippin', cheerin'

an a drinkin' Bud Light,

her daddy was happier en

a hog at sloppin' time-

iii

all the whilst holden

thet repeatin' rifle an

tellin' us ta smile fer the camera

we dun zactely liken he said

cuz he cuud shout the eye

outta a snake

a hundrid yards away

an he was but fore feet frum us

an we ain't turtles

we could'na pulld our heads

in fasta a nuff-

iv

well ma nue bride 

surely looked grate

in thet weddin' goune i'd bought

at the salivation army stoar---

glad she had shaved her back

an arm pits 'fore she dun

put thet thang on,

man her eyes shined 

like the croam bumper

on ma pick up truck,

this hear true story is just

a small part 

uv a bigger picture 

years ta cum afta ,

our weddin'~

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