Pretty little blossoms in your hair
skin of ivory, ever fair,
eyes that sparkle, anticipation flows
in tears of joy tracing your nose;
ahh, little maiden, young and sweet
fastly rush your hearts loving beat
and each crescendo of that timpani
pounds out feelings sublime to see;
for he who sought you,
loved and caught you,
now waits under bower with grin
as he watches the prize to win
as she walks down the aisle
with the most charming smile
with bouquet and trembling of hand
to marry and love one man.

Inspired by Xtreme_Psionic and Erika_Steele.

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