Wife's Wedding Dress - Poem by Randy McClave
My wife's wedding dress wasn't white
As I thought it wouldn't be right,
To have everyone believe that her virtues were true
So, the color that she wore, was a very dark blue.
There are women though who are entitled to a white gown
Ones who won't get snickers and gasps or a frown,
But, my wife-to-be wasn't entitled to a white wedding dress
So, she just wore dark blue, then to others she needs not confess.
At first, she wanted her wedding dress to be all yellow
Then the guests would understand that I wasn't her first bedfellow,
But, then she thought that the color would clash with my tuxedo
And would also be proof of her own libido.
So, she wore her dark blue wedding dress and we got wed
And then off to our hotel room and off to our wedding bed,
Most women save their wedding dresses for a daughter
But, my wife tossed hers away, and no one could really fault her.
Randy L. McClave
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