Where The Hell Is The Car?

Twenty-five years ago, in Massachusetts, Linda and I went to a shopping mall;
It was a little bit overcast that day, with predictions of a giant squall!
We were going to Filene’s Basement, to find me a wedding tux;
We hoped they’d have the right one, with a little bit of luck!
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We found one of perfection, for what we thought was just a song;
It seemed to have my name on it, on my body it belonged!
After that we went to ”Legal Seafood”, to celebrate our great success;
My wedding attire matched perfectly, with my Linda’s lovely dress!
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Just as we were finishing, we heard a thunder clap;
The storm was fast approaching, so our fingers we both snapped!
“Oh waiter, please bring our bill now, we really need to run”;
We didn’t want to get caught in a deluge, never too much fun!
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But too late were we in leaving, the rain was pelting down;
I told Linda, “stay here underneath the canopy, I will bring the car around”!
I went running out to get it, but had forgotten where it was parked;
I was racing down the aisles, each rain pellet had me marked!
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I looked back for some assistance, from my lovely bride-to-be;
But she was laughing so much harder, than ever did I see!
She was roaring so hysterically, as I got more and more total drenched;
I wasn’t happy, but she atoned later, my needs she aptly quenched!
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                                 Soaked by the rain
                        My bride thought it so funny
                             Later made me smile