Don't you know that you've come under-dressed
For the occasion at hand?
This, the wedding of razor and wrist - speak not
Hold your peace that I may rest
Please excuse the wine-stained lapels

This tux is a rental

May I fester sweetly
Like spring roadkill on a bed of roses
But not before we cut the cake, no
Drink. The reception has begun
Tonight we dance with spirits come and gone