Once upon a time… all fairy tales start thus…
A girl and a boy met on a city bus.
They got off together; went into a bar,
Got high on beer and coke, straight out of a jar.
Later that evening they crawled into a bed,
Where infatuation into sex it led.
After the act, as the boy zipped up his fly,
Asked for the girl's name. She laughingly said: "Why?"
"'Cause I had a good time; didn't you?" - he said.
"Maybe." - said she; so again they went to bed.
Three kids later they finally tied the knot.
They ought to have been happy; but they were not.
So the girl gave back her white wedding garter;
Divorced… and they lived happy ever after…
© P. J. Oszmann (2003)