One…Two…Three!
On the count of three,
She donned her filigree!
She felt mentally carefree,
For he will never disagree!
They went on a shopping spree,
He became her new money-tree!
There was not a parental referee,
Issuing them a monetary decree;
This freedom of this highest degree,
Encouraged her, to wed him, agree!
Naughty Poems 
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