There Was A Bride . . .

There was a bride . . .

Oh, there was a lovely bride . . .

. . . and there was a groom . . .

. . . there was a dramatic, fabulous, applause-inducing entrance . . .

. . . and a gorgeous setting.

There was a beautiful ceremony . . .

. . . and there were beautiful guests . . .

. . . so many lovely beautiful guests.

There were gorgeous bridesmaids . . .

. . . and gorgeous puppeteers . . .

. . . and a blue moose head under which tie-adjusting could take place.

Ties? Oh, there were ties. But we'll save those for a later date . . .

There was silliness . . .

. . . and friends. Lots of friends. Lots of friends who looked spectacular.

There were boy friends . . .

. . . and there were girl friends.

. . . girl friends who flocked around the groom.

There was a handsome date . . .

. . . handsome dates for me and my favorite puppeteer . . .

. . . and there was my girl Jennie.

There was the lovely Jilly and the lovely Jennie in their lovely dresses . . .

. . . oh how the loveliness abounded that day.

There was a Westy . . .

. . . and there was a bride in the Westy.

There were flowers . . .

. . . and there were children . . .

But mostly . . .

. . . there was Marital Bliss.