Missus Minus' marriage

[joel]

Missus Minus’ marriage vow:
one and one, a new one now
(but Missus Minus, death is how
sausage links the hog to sow).

Missus Minus’ marriage night:
celebrated marriage right—
initial fright for wet delight
redefined in terms of might.

Missus Minus’ marriage bed:
sterile, save the virgin bled
spots crimson red—the virgin said,
“One and one is none instead.”

[ButtercupNutSwirlz]

I like this very well.

It's a rhyming delight
that rolls off the tongue
just right.