Mumsie, daddy and baby make 'three'.
Give in now to love's wild temptation,
Make the Altar your destination.
Accept his proposal here on the spot.
Love cannot wait, love is your fate
And a wedding in May is the plot.
So hesitate not; just sign here on the dot
Nought compares with the love you share,
He is handsome and quite debonair,
You having beauty beyond compare.
Together you are meant to be...
Mumsie, daddy and baby make 'three'.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yikes I'm scared and still would go there again. Just something about it...