Last night at the rehearsal, I suggested that I wanted to practice reciting the poem. But in keeping with my penchant for writing silly limericks on a whim, I delivered the following five-line masterpiece:
This weekend the couple will wed,
First rehearsal, and then we get fed.
Some vows they will take,
We'll dance and eat cake...
And the last part? (It happens in bed!)
I am not sure my mother loved it.
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