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What a merry time we'll have
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There's work for all when little boys get married
That pointy cone upon your head
You can't be wearing that
The milliner, he'll fix you up
With a proper high-silk hat
The bride, of course, she'll need a dress
The seamstress, my young lover
Oh, how grateful she will be!
The rings, by gum, did I forget?
Well, that's my favorite part
The vows, the whole romantic mess
Now that's a jeweler's art