Pam Ayres wedding poem

For all of you who are interested in the Pam Ayres wedding poem, here it is in full.

Yes, I'll Marry You By Pam Ayres

Yes, I'll marry you, my dear, and here's the reason why; So I can push you out of bed when the baby starts to cry, and if we hear a knocking and it's creepy and it's late, I hand you the torch you see, and you investigate.

Yes I'll marry you, my dear, you may not apprehend it, but when the tumble-drier goes it's you that has to mend it. You have to face the neighbour should our labrador attack him, and if a drunkard fondles me it's you that has to whack him.

Yes, I'll marry you, you're virile and you're lean, my house is like a pigsty you can help to keep it clean. That sexy little dinner which you served by candlelight, as I do chipolatas, you can cook it every night!

It's you who has to work the drill and put up curtain track, and when I've got PMT it's you who gets the flak. I do see great advantages, but none of them for you, and so before you see the light, I do,I do,I do!