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Sunday, May 23, 2004

You haven't got Fat Larry's 'Zoom',
To welcome both the bride and groom.
No jigging to 'Come on Eileen',
No dance to ABBA's 'Dancing Queen'.
No 'Hi Ho Silver Bloody Lining',
To drown out mardy toddlers' whining.
An uncle spitting vol au vents,
Says, 'Play some Jam, you effin' ponce!'
The best man asks for Colplay's 'Clocks',
You say 'Did you say Hanoi Rocks?'
Grandma demands Gareth Gates,
You tell the crone she'll have to wait.
No 'Sex Bomb' or Boney M?
You don't care, sod all of them.
'Westlife for my daughter, snide!'
Sneers the father of the bride.

You keep your calm, you keep your zen,
Keep playing what you want till then,
Grandad slurs 'New York, New York',
And stabs your forehead with a fork.
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