The big day arrived,
the farm tasks were done -
now was the time for the bride to come.
The limo was there and the weather was great.
The bride looked radiant but did hesitate.
The chauffeur beckoned, and she got in
but sat there alone looking quite glum.
‘Who’s giving you away?’ the chap enquired.
‘My dad when he comes,’ she meekly replied.
‘So, where is he now?’
‘He’s having a soak,
he won’t be long, it’s his little joke.’
Half an hour later to their utter surprise
He’s spruced up and ready with a twinkle in his eye.
‘What’s all the rush – it’s only one day,
and after it all - it’s me who's to pay.’
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