Last year, I married my dog.
Everyone came to see us
and we served dinner and dessert.

I was simply beautiful
and my dog looked nice, too.
My dog and I exchanged rings
then my dog gave me a flower
and I got very red.

That night, my dog and I went to bed.
We put on our nightgowns and fell asleep.

In the morning,
I got up first. I put on my clothes
and went downstairs.
An hour later, my husband came down.
I said good morning
but he didn’t notice.
He just lay on the floor, eating.

I was disappointed for a while.
But I soon fixed that!
I married my cat.

Margaret Kemp Ross
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