Oh, my dress is too long, I need to get refit,
My shoes dont match, everything must be perfect, tat for tit,
Today it is all about me, I get to be princess and everyone will adore me,
I'll be showered and flowered and many will emplore me,
Oh you look so nice, oh youre so beautiful,
And he well, well he looks dutiful,
The guy whose just happy to be here,
Full of ignorance and fear,
For if he says a single thing, gives even a thought process he is ate up as if he were great white shark meat,
A stoic zombie is his defeat,.....

OH hell no! Wait a minute! Stop this, thats it!
Princess for a day while im a tag along who wont quit,
No! No were doing this my way, flip the switch,
Lets see what happens when its about me whose getting hitched,
No, my suits not right, I wanted red, not blue, the tail of this coat has to sway,
So that I, am admired from far away,
When they stand up I will walk down the isle in a radiant glory,
Wowing all those who are begging for a story,
Rose pedals from children wont fall,
Nah, instead they will fall from a spilling waterfall,
Whose stream will be on either side,
And have the sounds of spring glisten as they whisle by,
You can stand oh I dunno, up there I guess,
Not too close, youll mess up the red suit that took two weeks to get just right,
So that I radiate no matter which way I turn in the light,
When were done, the pastor says you may kiss the groom,
OMG!, look, hes crying, the women say as the bride and he embrace for a kiss in a room,
Full of people who are seeing this from a new perspective,
Ahh yes that is the objective,......

Interesting, but still childish to me,
For in the end, no one is happy,
If the wedding should be a big deal, then it should be a big deal for 2,
Two people are becoming one, this isnt all about you,
And your silly super long dresses,
Or your over priced, tuxedo suits,
And the mother of all make up designs,
That will leave your face full of intwines,
This is about two, both share the glory of their special day,
Honor him as you honor her,
King him as you ADORE her,
Do whatever it takes,
Change the style, even if it means you loose the flowers and throw corn flakes,
Men, dont be afraid to take part in the day either, Its yours as much as it is hers,
Dream, design and imput your share so that you too, can receive the same attention,
Later on that night, or on the honeymoon you can put each other in detention,
I think the pen has said enough,
Angered by what hes seen, he went in and wrote something he found too tough,
And shed light to give things a twist, a new thought,
To see if humans can take a closer look at the practices that they do, which they ought.