<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=361839" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Booby Prize Or A Fine Romance? 2</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yesterday I wrote a joke poem, <br>Booby Prize Or A Fine Romance, <br>it told the story of how I met my wife, <br>all those years ago. <br>Yes, it was at her first husband’s funeral, <br>and yes a group of us <br>met a couple weeks later in a coffee bar, <br>but no it was not the drawing of a straw, <br>it was that I volunteered, <br>which I guess was lucky for me, <br>because on the 12th of September this year <br>we celebrate our 37th Wedding Anniversary. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her first husband was a friend, <br>but he was a womaniser. <br>He met his dead in a suicide pact <br>with a fourteen-year-old girl. <br>He left a wife and two small children, <br>without a thought or care, <br>a month before Christmas that year. <br>Some said I was brave <br>to take on a ready-made family. <br>I do not think I was brave, <br>but very lucky that day. <br>We have had our ups and downs <br>like all families do, <br>but I would not change a bit of it. <br>The greatest gifts I received that day, <br>was a family for a lonely life, <br>and tolerance through trouble and strife. <br>Therefore, it is with thanks to them, <br>I am the man I am today.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Harris">David Harris</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=361839" data-title="Booby Prize Or A Fine Romance? 2 de David Harris" data-description="Yesterday I wrote a joke poem, Booby Prize Or A Fine Romance, it told the story of how I met my wife, all those years ago. Yes, it was at her first husband’s funeral, and yes a group of us met a couple weeks later in a coffee bar, but no ..."></div> </div> </div>

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