A few weeks back, Jake and I were on the search for a good passage to be read at our wedding. I looked in the Bible. I looked at love poetry. I considered On Marriage from The Prophet. I read Dr Suess and the lyrics to my favorite songs. Turns out I only listen to moody alternative music and none of it is appropriate for the occasion. My favorite Bible passages seemed overused. I had something really specific in mind and I had no idea what I wanted.
Then I stumbled upon this little gem by Pam Ayres.
Yes, I’ll marry you, my dear,
And here’s the reason why;
So I can push you out of bed
When the baby starts to cry
And I hear a knocking
And it’s creepy and it’s late
I hand you the torch you see
And you investigate
Yes I’ll marry you my dear
And you may not apprehend it
But when the tumble dryer goes
It’s you that has to mend it
You have to face the neighbour
Should our roggie cat attack him
And if a drunkard fondles me
It’s you that has to whack him
Yes I’ll marry you
You’re virile and you’re lean
Your house is like a pigsty
I’ll help you keep it clean
That sexy little dinner
Which you served by candle night
As I do the chappatis you can cook it every night
It’s you who has to work the drill
And put up curtain track
And when I’ve got a migraine its you who gets the flack
I do see great advantages
But none of them for you
And so before you see the light
I do I do I do I do
Thanks, Pam!
