Alien Wedding

They had never seen or heard of a wedding before But they wanted one that would last forever more Just a few humans, they cautioned me, not so many. Would you rather have ten, or could I invite twenty? No photos, except maybe one, to take back on our ship. I noted a bunch of rules coming out of my alien friend Hip. Do we have to wear clothes? She asked me, concerned about it. It would probably be the best, I said, hoping she would not have a fit. They dressed up in colors, that matched their triple-toned skin. He had never looked more handsome, her groom Old Finn. We gave them a sendoff and a wedding to boot. Then they had to blast off, the bride and her crotchety coot.