Registry
For a couple of years we’ve lived in sin,
We have a toaster, mixer, and garbage bin.
Pots and pans, we have many,
Towels and blankets, we don’t need any.
We just want your attendance on our day,
But if you’re insisting on a gift anyway,
Give us some dough, loot, moolah, or money,
So we can escape to a place more sunny.