A ceremony where the guests refused to stop holding there breath Date: Sunday, 2nd March 2008 @ 09:30:48 PM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: harmony A marriage A boot to a spoon They were picked by a half bird man from Abus To the bells of the church To the sound of birch on soft white buttocks She is the spoon for the spooning He is the boot for the booting and in the center the seed of doubt all this blown from an old woman's snout This poem is Copyright © harmony Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=140731