Saturday 29 March 2014
30th March, 2014
Sonnet 116
White weddings - just fit for male/female mindes? -
Leftovers from days of pure hetero love
Which alters when it alteration finds
King James' strictures* at oh so far remove.
Like Eton's class (now money'd) mark -
The market value of birthright's shaken ...
Same Sex owl and pussycat in their bark -
This honeymoon's all their money taken!
Willow birch bark ** stripped to cool rosie cheeks,
Leaves the maypole compass - wedding guests come,
They've practised wedding hair/make-ups for weeks
To dance ribbons round "til Death us do..." doom.
Time tells what Kings and cabbages proved:
What we thought the less was all that Will loved.
*"wikiHow" entry: How to Make Aspirin if You're Lost in the Woods. STEP 1 - Rip some bark off a willow tree...
**Proverbs 18:22 Whoso findeth a wife findeth a good thing and obtaineth favour of the LORD. Marriage is not something we invent or change to suit our own fleshly desires.
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