I’ve never seen a more handsome couple
Than my best friend and his hesitant bride.
Which isn’t to say that either’s supple,
But that no lovers exhibit such pride.
He’s round ‘bout the edges, and pudgy too;
With a mouth you can’t take home to mother.
And he loves to make a hullabaloo
By saying that they don’t love each other.
And I’m not quite sure I’d call her a catch.
She’s quiet, and a tad bit annoying.
She’s the kind of girl that would leave a scratch,
And I would prob’bly find disappointing.
Yet together, somehow, they pirouette,
Like he’s Romeo to her Juliet.
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