The Business of Marriage
Let us prenuptialize our agreement
to live as man and wife.
Let us draw a binding contract
as to who owns the kitchen knife.
Let us love as none have loved before;
with dollar signs to fill our life.
Let us lovingly exchange credit ratings,
and put ownership ahead of strife.
Let the preacher put the seal on our contract
that no lawyer shall put asunder;
Unless, of course, your financial insight
leads you to incessant blunders.
Money talks and poverty walks,
to me your balance sheet speaks as thunder.
So let us walk forever in fiscal sunshine,
And take shelter, Chapter 13, only under.
Love is grand, I've heard it said,
and the love of money of all evil is the root.
If that is the case, let us choose the love
that gives not the accountant the boot.
Oh dearest one, you know 'tis true'
your lips are nothing to your assets!
So let us not tarry too long on affection,
for passion, so very crass, it's!
Let us always remember the bottom line:
love is marvy but it ne'er pays the rent.
And marriage is nice, but it won't last long,
after all the money is spent.
So, my love, let us hasten just now
and let the parson give us our due.
And let us join in holy matrimony,
it is time that we, business, do!
Contributed by:
Thomas Voxfire
<spud@dhawk.vt.com>
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