A Quadrille is a poem consisting of exactly 44 words.
My Glorious Wedding Day
Oh, what a day!
The vicar – nodding, smiling said,
‘If any person have a reason
why they can’t be wed…’.
From near the back a
woman said,
‘Damn right, he’s wed to me’.
A dreadful lull
consumed the church.
Oh, what glorious a day!
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