Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
Oh, what a sight to behold,
At the wedding, quite bold!
The bride, all eyes on her, she's not aware,
Of the cake she's about to share.
By the altar, she stood so near,
All her loved ones were full of cheer.
But with a sudden slip, her grip gave in,
And down went the cake with an awful spin!
The tiers of sweetness came crashing down,
Turning the bride's smile into a frown.
It splattered all over, icing and cream,
A wedding cake disaster, so extreme!
The groom stepped forward, held her hand,
As they both laughed, not quite as planned.
Together they turned this mishap around,
And make it a memory, forever renowned.
So, let this be a lesson to brides so bright,
That even mishaps can bring delight.
As long as you can laugh and not fret,
You'll have a wedding story you'll never forget!
Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
In a cozy house, lived husband and wife,
Together they embarked on a married life.
But soon they noticed, with a bit of a shock,
Their habits clashed like a rusty lock.
In cleaning, he was tidy, oh so neat,
Every speck of dust, he aimed to defeat.
She, on the other hand, embraced the mess,
Saying, "Why clean it now? It will only regress!"
He would scrub and polish, and shine the floor,
While she left her dishes, piling more and more.
He'd fold his clothing with precise finesse,
But hers were tossed around in a rumpled mess.
With each argument, they began to learn,
That compromise was key, for their love to earn.
So, together they decided to find a way,
To bridge the gap and make harmony stay.
Now their home is filled with love and laughter,
Bickering no longer follows them thereafter.
Differences in habits, no longer a fight,
As they navigate this married life with delight.
Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
Oh, the joy of married life,
With its never-ending strife.
Habits clash, and tempers soar,
As we learn to share one chore.
The dishwasher, our nemesis,
Brings on its own set of stress.
To load the plates, should they face in?
Or outwards, for an easy spin?
I say, "Cutlery should be up!"
But you insist on having it down.
Oh, the battles we fight and fuss,
Over dishes, in this married truce.
Then there's the grocery cupboard fight,
Where organization is our might.
You want the snacks on the top shelf,
While I say veggies should be there, myself.
But, my dear, differences aside,
In each other's arms, we find our stride.
For every silly argument we face,
Is just another chance to embrace.
Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
In an old house, a couple dwelled,
Their love and bond, no words withheld.
But trouble brewed, right from the start,
For mother-in-law did join their part.
Cooking she'd barge in, without a knock,
Adding spices, as though they couldn't rock.
"These potatoes need more oomph," she'd say,
While the couple wondered, "Will she ever go away?
Next, she inspected their humble abode,
Rearranging furniture, to each her code.
"This couch, it's wrong," she'd loudly proclaim,
Causing the couple's hearts to sink in shame.
But the husband, clever as can be,
With a twinkle in his eye, said, "Listen to me.
Let's change the game, with a little quirk,
Make it a contest, just for a smirk."
From then on, each day they'd plan a feat,
To see whose advice they'd secretly defeat.
In the kitchen, they'd cook with flare,
Mixing flavors, oh how they'd dare!
With each challenge embraced, they'd cleverly play,
Mother-in-law's influence began to sway.
For in their union, the couple would find,
A bond that laughed at problems, left no one behind.
Short Funny Marriage Poems
Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
In the dance of marriage, like a comedy ballet,
We navigate together, finding joy in each cliche.
Through quirks and laughs, in this matrimony parade,
Forever partners in hilarity, the memories never fade.
Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
Marriage, a sitcom with a laugh track so divine,
Mismatched socks and toothpaste wars, the punchlines intertwine.
Through the chaos and the love, hand in hand we roam,
In this marital comedy, we've found our forever home.
Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
In the book of wedded tales, each chapter a jest,
From snoring symphonies to who wears the pants best.
With love as our punchline, and laughter as our glue,
Marriage's comedy is timeless, just me and you.
Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
A marriage melody, notes of humor and delight,
Through kitchen catastrophes to pillow fights at night.
In this hilarious duet, as partners we sing,
Our love story's a comedy, with laughter as the wing.
Wedding Poems
Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
Marriage, the grand theater of the absurd,
With plots of forgotten anniversaries and misheard words.
Yet in this comedic union, where laughter's always near,
We find bliss in the humor, year after year.
