Lovey Dovey in Seventy Four
Lovey dovey in seventy-four
a large wedding, top hats at every door
blushing bridesmaids, each dressed in red
bride has lost weight, has she even been fed?
There are six children by eighty-six
the bride is now heavy, extremely thick
by ninety there are two more children to feed
bride cannot fit on a thousand-pound steed
groom loses interest by ninety-two
runs off with a younger woman, with eyes of blue
Her mother warns “he’ll do the same to you.”
She has six children when he leaves her too.
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