i told her very explicitly
that i wanted it to be in piano,
but she insisted someone sang
those once-German lyrics.
her ancestors were from France.
which, of course I knew,
because we talked like that
when we were bored of each other.
neither of us cared about cakes,
centerpieces or card invitations.
she picked a dress she liked,
but wanted a song she loved.
so i teased, and said i'd sing it,
and she teased, and said O.K.,
and i teased, and printed the lyrics,
and made her laugh on our wedding day.
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This is a very sweet poem. Is it true?
I mean, did it happen? Certainly it's "True" in an esoteric, existential sort of way...
Good Form!
Not true, just inspired by the song. I'm single and in college.
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