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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=342825" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>In High Life</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sir Impycu Lackland, from over the sea,<br>Has led to the altar Miss Bloatie Bondee.<br>The wedding took place at the Church of St. Blare;<br>The fashion, the rank and the wealth were all there<br>No person was absent of all whom one meets.<br>Lord Mammon himself bowed them into their seats,<br>While good Sir John Satan attended the door<br>And Sexton Beelzebub managed the floor,<br>Respectfully keeping each dog to its rug,<br>Preserving the peace between poodle and pug.<br>Twelve bridesmaids escorted the bride up the aisle<br>To blush in her blush and to smile in her smile;<br>Twelve groomsmen supported the eminent groom<br>To scowl in his scowl and to gloom in his gloom.<br>The rites were performed by the hand and the lip<br>Of his Grace the Diocesan, Billingham Pip,<br>Assisted by three able-bodied divines.<br>He prayed and they grunted, he read, they made signs.<br>Such fashion, such beauty, such dressing, such grace<br>Were ne'er before seen in that heavenly place!<br>That night, full of gin, and all blazing inside,<br>Sir Impycu blackened the eyes of his bride.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ambrose+Bierce">Ambrose Bierce</a><div class=q>
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Has led to the altar Miss Bloatie Bondee.
The wedding took place at the Church of St. Blare;
The fashion, the rank and the wealth were all there
No person was absent of all whom one meets.
Lord Mammon himsel..."></div>
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