Once upon a time, up by the royal mile
Was born a wee girl
with a charming wee smile.
For reasons unknown, she was worried about school
Sure, year 7 was a bit tough
but in year 9 she got cool!
Fast-forward some years, and all jokes aside
How could this pretty face have not caught my eye?
So together we travelled
the world over, twice
From big lakes
to turkish bazaars
To caves of blue ice
Then with a quiver in my voice
and a furry facial expression,
I mustered the courage to pop the big question.
Yes! She said
and the knot was tied
a perfect day
a beautiful bride
One Year On
Happy as can be!
That a girl like her
Would marry a guy like me.
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