That very day . . .


The church bells rang and the doors swayed open
They entered in attendance of friends, family, priest and nun,

He was the prey cause she was dressed to kill
Watching het trot in that white gown, all his dreams fulfilled,

The words repeated after the priest sounded like morning chants
He prayed to Lord Jesus, "Please her forever and all her wishes you will grant",

The ring glided onto the delicate fingers on her hand
His happiness knew no bounds and it all seemed like fairyland,

Amidst the claps, the band and the window-pane frost
He pulled her close and kissed her across,

As they drove away in an open top roadster
The Angels went to sleep.

God smiled and mumbled the last words of the story
"And they lived happily ever after."

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