We were heading to our wedding and were sweating clammily,
For to falter at the altar would insult her family.
She suggested that we rested and ingested Xanax pills,
And her noted poise eroded–she was loaded to the gills!
In the aisle, all a-smile, she beguiled all the clan,
But they dissed her when she missed her mark and kissed the preacher man.
michaeljordahl 