The groom wrote a poem for a bride just before the wedding:
How happy I am, my love!
Sunday we will be married,
Breakfast in bed
A good juice and toasted bread
With eggs, well done
Before going to work
All done very early
So you can go to the market
Once you arrive home
Pretty soon all must be done
And going to work early
To start your turn
You know very well that at night
I like to dine early
to see you all nice
With a smile and smelling good
At night mini-series
cheap Cinema in our room
And nothing, not visiting malls
No expensive restaurants
And you'll cook for me
homemade Snacks
Cause I'm not these people
That only eat crap ...
Have you thought my dear
What a glorious day?
Do not forget, my love
That soon we will be married!
In response, the bride wrote a poem for the groom.
What a honesty my love!
What a good language used!
you are Expecting too much from me
I feel intimidated
I do not know of scrambled eggs
As your mother does it for you,
My toast is burnt
I Know nothing about cooking!
I love sleeping late,
relaxed
Go to the shopping mall
Use Visa card-adhesive gold
Hang out with my friends,
Buy the best clothing
only exclusive Shoes
And the love lingerie
Think about it dear... there is still time
The church is not paid
I can still return my dress
And you can return the suit
And very early Sunday
Instead of walking to the "AIS"
I will put a Add in the newspaper
With Big letters saying:
YOUNG MAN AND HANDSOME
LOOKING FOR A GOOD SLAVE
BECAUSE THE FUTURE EX-WIFE
DECIDED TO DUMP HIM.
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