Date: 5/30/2022
By midnight-libra
Take your brother—you’re in charge—to see Old Lady May Across the weepy island where the skies are wet and gray And when you get to Cottage Town by bus or horse-drawn carriage May will trade tricolor birds for her daughter’s speedy marriage So keep your brother’s suit all dry, he’ll need it for the altar And please don’t cry when vows are said or May’s daughter just might falter