Atomictumor

My pal, the bastard
Marrying his girl this week
Out on the west coast

Got me to thinkin’
“Its just a piece of paper”
What I’ve always said

But lots of things are.
Paper all over the place,
Like my calendar.

The constitution,
Magna Carta, all paper.
Treaty of Versailles.

I married my wife
Because I had the day off
And it sounded good

Her being pregnant
Only had a bit to do
With us getting hitched

As I get older
I think maybe I was wrong
Its more than paper

So, happy wedding
But because I’m a cheapskate
This is your present.

Some present, huh?

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