The bride, white of hair, is stooped over her cane, Her footsteps—uncertain—need guiding. While down the opposite church aisle with a wan, toothless smile The bridegroom in wheelchair comes riding. Now who is this elderly couple, thus wed? Well, you’ll find when you’ve closely explored it That here is that rare, most conservative pair Who waited “till they could afford it!” From Timid Salesmen Have Skinny Kids by Judge Ziglar
