Here Come The Brides Poem by John F. McCullagh

Here Come The Brides



She may wear a Tux or
she may wear a dress.
They may write their own vows
for the love they confess.

The Catering halls are
expecting a boom.
(As do divorce lawyers,
those profits of doom.)

The law may help spur
new household formation
while Religious folk cringe
and cry: 'abomination'.

The bakers are unveiling
their latest confections
for brides and their mates
with the strapon erections.

The Political types were
apprised of the facts
on joint tax returns
they'll gather more tax.

The city clerk will be busy,
quite busy indeed;
wedding Lillith to Eve
and Adam to Steve

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