I Now Pronounce You, Hus-Band-Width and Wifi

I was sick of seeing one plate, fork, and knife And that lonely cup of drink As if I was a piece in a painted still life Like those dishes placed in the sink So I clicked on a dating site as the others Seeking a fine baby boomer And in time chose one of the likeliest lovers Who laughed at my sense of humor. We emailed, and Facebooked and tweeted on Twitter Then Skyped every single night Though we lived far away, I knew I wouldn’t quit her ‘Til we got our liaison right. We transmitted vows over the wireless sky And kept each of them sweet and short Then after being pronounced, husbandwidth and wifi We kissed through a USB port by David Fisher for Put Your Best Rhyme Forward contest