Debbie wants to wed my Gnome
To settle down, and set up home,
To live a life of perfect bliss
Where she and he can jointly fish.
His fishing rod has won her over
She thinks they will live in clover,
So, who am I to interfere,
Though for her sanity I fear.
I've said the nuptials I shall bless
And buy her new white wedding dress
I'll organize the wedding cake
And high chair for the groom I'll make.
I'll even walk her down the aisle
And try my best, to smile a while,
So I must try one final plea,
Debbie please pay heed to me.
Before it's too late!!!!!!!
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Owain Glyn
