From War To Marriage
The man who did lots suffer
Now relaxed on a sofa,
Waiting for what's on offer;
Some nice stuff they'd him proffer:
In his mind a Grant Cake
He'd taste and more of it take,
Seek to know who did it bake
And his sleeping love awake!
Just from a War Zone's Buffer,
They should him serve a buffet
Then fast make him a bridegroom,
Wife pushing to him plus room...
I have to Records referred:
The Best offered The Suffered.
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