Embarrassment
One day I
thought I’d go
to a castle
out in Spain,
but sadly
my poor map got wet,
and the ink
ran in the rain.
And at the
end of my adventures,
my face
turned bright, bright red,
for I was
not in Spain at all,
but
Singapore instead.
The
Pauper’s Wedding Poem
Something
new: your husband’s fleas.
Something
borrowed: no, you’d cheat.
Something
blue: your shoeless feet.
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