Skeletons rattled deep in the night.
Sweet Silk was dressed in satin white.
The bridesmaids were gals we once knew-
Joyce and Barb and Betty Lou.

The groom slept in a box of pine.
The family name was “Frankenstein.”
Banshees wailed Sinatra’s tune
While bats encircled the round, white moon.

A spider banged piano keys,
He wore bandanas on his knees.
It was the night they decided to hitch-
Frank the fiend and Silk the witch.

Invisible fingers, invisible toes-
A ghost dressed up in party clothes!
In the cemetery, a mass of stones,
Rattled above the dancing bones.

In Castle Black, the honeymoon suite
Was drenched in cobwebs. Oh! How neat!
Curses and spells were sent by witches.
Frank laughed all night; it kept him in stitches.

It was the wedding of the year.
If ya weren’t invited, ya lived in the fear
Of the ugly guy with the sewed on toes,
And the green-faced gal with the wart on her nose.