The Fake Wedding Poem by Courtney Phillips

The Fake Wedding



They say to have and to hold
But they leave you alone

For better for worse
Now your riding in a hearse

For richer for poorer
Mind as well be living in a box

In sickness in health
I'm dying here today

To love and to cherish
How about to hate and perish

Till death do us part
He's lingering at the door

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chris Newlash 31 December 2008

awwwwee.... neat.....

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