"Bob Married Cathy!"

Need to now get going. Need to shine his shoes.
Need to stop my blowing holes by my lame excuse.
Today is his wedding. Today is the day.
Some way kiss the heading: "Bob Married Cathy!"

For they are cute lovers. They're matched perfectly.
And when under covers they'll make cute babies.
Bob calls her his Lucy, cause she's a crack-up there.
And I'm sure that we'll see a day of loving care.

The wedding's in the backyard, of Bob's mommy dear
Where the event of love care will bring many tears.
Wonder celebration, of friends and family.
Wonderful elation now that she has married he.

They have come from afar, near and distant lands
All to witness love more while we hear and understand.
Joining their two families. Joining all their friends.
Enjoying that we will see and their love we'll defend.

So Cathy and Bobby; perfect husband, wife;
Here's to little sobbing and here's to little strife.
Hope your lives together, may be like a dove
Flying in warm weather loving flying high above.

Seeing all you can see. Feeling all the love.
Being warmest family who always saw love's shove.
Remember this our blessing, that we are so blessed too.
Remember our confessing that we here love you true.


"Bob Married Cathy!"
by Loveson G. Flower
8:45 AM Saturday, 6/13/98
Days Inn, Studio City
(Written to read for toasting as best men at Bob's and Cathy's wedding)