The Wedding of the Flowers
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Actually a poem written by a distant relative of mine that I felt should be recorded. Part of his effects; don't even know really who he is.
The Wedding of the Flowers
Sweet-William was a bachelor
Who lived a lonely life
He thought he would go a-courting
To hunt himself a wife.
So he called on BlackEyed Susan,
- In her humble little cot -
He whispered, "You're a daisy",
She said, Forget Me Not.
He kissed her on her tulips,
His heart beat faster and faster -
Said he, "I'd have her for my wife"
And so he up and Aster.
"Now when shall we be married?"
She blushed a rosy red;
*Will June the month of roses do?"
"Of course it will", she said.
And gladly on that happy day
My wedding clothes I'll don,
And never in the future
Sew my Bachelors' Buttons on.
The wedding morn dawned fair and bright
The Morning Glories shone
Jack-in-the-Pulpit tied the knot;
He had his Fox Gloves on.
Now they all sat at a banquet
At exactly Four-O'Clock:
The first course was a soup
Made from a four-weeks' stock.
Now they hurried to their carriage
The rice comes in a shower
Away they go as the driver blows
A blast on a Trumpet flower.
I'll live forever by thy side,
And never will I stray.
We always will be happy,
And drive dull Caraway.
Copyright © William Masonis | Year Posted 2022
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