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FITTING FOR A WEDDING DRESS
I never heard of marrying to be thin,

must be some accursed modern thing,

Moon faced and double chinned,

I might just roll down an aisle after you,

Puffing furiously from sex.


But since I must consider losing weight,

Lets pluck the plastic people from the cake ,

Munch on carbohydrate vows instead,

Icing running down our necks.

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