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marriage at 30 000 feet

I got married at 30, 000 feet

To the woman I love

For the parcel of meat

She had strapped to her back

Made a horrible parachute

Don't use meat for a parachute

Meat chute

Wife lose

I love you

We traded our vows and the rings on our fingers

A union sanctified by God

In the marriage at 30, 000 feet