My nephew Martin married his Suzie
last Saturday.

His Uncle Martin (this time by request)
immortalised the occasion.
(In some deathless doggerel.)

A Poem for Martin and Suzanne

To Martin Lynch and to Suzanne
We’re glad that you have tied the knot
And set off on life’s Autobahn
(At last) Aboard the nuptial yacht.

I think I now know Martin’s plan
Acquiring families by the score
Two of his own, one from Suzanne
And now with her, this will make four.

I’d like to think that Martin got
Much more than just his name from me.
But got the Savoir Faire to spot
A girl with Style and Bel Esprit.

To take on our eccentric clan
I feel Suzanne that you are ready
And have had time to make a man
Of Martin (sometimes known as Teddy)
For now you know as well as I
His many faults which I could name
The Punto which he left to die
His fondness for the hockey game
His version of American Pie
(Which should have made him die for shame)
The fact that as a little get
His mother called him “Dotey Pet”

As for his second choice of name
-It seems he had to pick another
The first one, mine, gave him such shame-
He then took Teddy, from my brother!

I wish you both the best in life
Contentment Tolerance and Peace
And Martin, now you have a wife
May wealth and joy for you increase
May both your lives be free of strife
A toast please to my brand new niece !

And here are some members of the wedding.

(as is traditional in Irish weddings the sexes were kept
well apart until after they had been fed)