Sunday, March 19, 2006

The Fatal Wedding

The Fatal Wedding
by
Chad Morgan

The groom stood there waiting for his bride
The best man shiverin' by his side
On him the smell of stale sheep dip
And a flask of brandy on his hip

He knew he'd trod that last long mile
As his dear walked slowly down the isle
This was the day he was waiting for
When he'd get in for his cut and more

Of her old man's station and his gold
As soon as wedding bells had tolled
The fortune sure had smiled his way
This was indeed his lucky day

But the bride, she died at the alter
The bridegroom died next day
The parson dropped dead in the churchyard
As he was about to pray

The hearse capsized at the crossroads
It couldn't make the turn
And the people stood and cheered like mad
As they watched the old church burn

And then the heavens broke open
And the rain it started to fall
And the whole flamin' town got washed away
And there was no one le-eft at all...

Henry did not write this

7 Comments:

Blogger Laura said...

Pretty dramatic.

I have no idea what stale sheep dip smells like, though I have smelled some pretty stinky sheep. Pigs are a thousand times worse. Not that I have stopped eating bacon. There's a good smell... bacon cooking in the morning and I'm not the one getting splashed by bacon grease. Mmm, there are reasons to marry a man who can cook.

11:19 pm  
Blogger carouselle10 said...

What an absolutely lovely way to begin my Sunday morning. Thank you so much for that little bit of refined culture.

1:06 am  
Anonymous keith said...

that's great, i always love it when flamin' towns get washed away. one question though, did henry start the fire?

1:15 pm  
Blogger Lorraine said...

Never has a song portrayed my sentiments about marriage so well...it tears me up!

Hope you're not singing the blues this morning...everything ok in your area?

5:34 pm  
Blogger Lorraine said...

Geeze that's a hell of a disaster in your area...
Hope all is ok.
Sending good vibrations and thoughts across the equator. Henry better save you!

12:15 am  
Anonymous isis said...

Oh the drama. Is this because of the typhoon?

7:31 pm  
Blogger Ben said...

laura:
Hmmm bacon.

carouselle:
You're welcome.

Keith:
Yes, I don't think you're quite getting the australian slang there. However, let's just say that if there were a town that was burning, then no doubt Henry was involved somehow.

lorraine:
We still have a house, so are better off than many. No power as yet. We have the generator running at work now though - thus me typing this stuff now.

Isis:
Yes. I am strangely distracted from writing shit right now by the lack of electricity all that inconvenient crap.

9:19 am  

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