13 June 2012
Gather round one and all Another Craziville wedding to recall, That of the esteemed Lord Smelly, the tease And Her Royal Highness Princess Feather (fanfare please).
The finest wedding planner in the land Had been called to serve at hand, Everything planned down to a T With the precision of an OCD Nazi. The guests assembled in their seats Sienna, Miss DHP and Mrs Aslan keep The groom's side full with all the other Crazies, Sir Rich, India Sparrow to name a fewsies. Waterproof mascara and hankies prepped, Hurry now, the schedule must be kept! The groom stood at the alter, still dressed plain His jeans, boots and t-shirt yet again, His best man Mr Weirdwolf at service, as He was the princess' trainer at Ninja Class. The wedding procession began to arrive, The Princess' bunnies dressed up to the nines As the flower-rabbits, oh how nice And the ring bearers were the flying mice. The Clangers and Hedgies were bridesmaids with Baby Blu and pet dragon still smoking a bit. Elton struck up on the choccie piano Pachelbel's canon, accompanied by Bono. The bride was escorted by her father the king In the most beautiful gown ever seen. The ladies were envious, the men wanting to tap that While the rum punch was snaffled by Captain Jack. It truly was a gorgeous ceremony And confetti was thrown by Wonky Bill and Ugly. The groom kissed the bride, officially wed After all of the vows had been said. A champagne toast, cheers shouted by the mass, But Lord Smelly stepped on his glass. 'What are you doing my love? That's strange enough!' 'No it ain't Princess, I'm Jewish. Moseltoff!'
And they all lived happily ever after.
A Royal Wedding • Opuss № I