An Unconventional Marriage
Jan and Nan were not just twins but best friends,
so when Stan got down on one knee, he got
not one, but two, to say “I do.” Some thought
him blessed; some found it strange, but Stan thought he
got a good deal: two for the price of one.
Til the day Ole Stan made one wife cry and
met the wrath of two. Jan and Nan said Stan
ran. But no one could ever be sure. The truth
is, though, that Stan did could not leave town ‘cause
he lies deep in the ground by the old cow
barn where the twins milk the cows each day. They
tell them to be strong and not take any bull,
then they smile and go in and leave the cows
to trod on top of Stan, who got his due.
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