Bridesmaids
Bridesmaids,
The big day,
Your best friend finally made it;
Down the idle she will go.
In those awful dresses you’re forced to wear.
But it’s her big day.
Be nice to the groom’s men
Be nice to the bride
Give the groom the evil eye.
He did it!
He did it!
He finally asked the question.
Look at the ring,
Look at the dress,
Make sure she looks the best.
It’s her wedding
But we do all the work.
Yet when they say “I do”
You know you’d do it again.
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