So, in discussing stuff, the friend who I am performing the ceremony for and I jokingly came up with the idea for a ceremony based around Prince lyrics. I sat down to write a draft of what I think would make for a good secular wedding ceremony tonight, and after finishing that, wrote this insanity (names removed to protect the innocent):
Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to get through this thing called life. Electric word life, it means forever and that’s a mighty long time but I’m here to tell you – there's something else: Marriage. A world of never ending happiness, you can always see the sun, day, or night. So when you call up that clerk in the county of Kent, you know the one, Ms. Please-Don’t-Use-An-Online-Minister, considering how much of your time is left, ask her how much of your love baby. ‘Cuz in this life, things are much harder than in marriage. In this life, you’re on your own. And if the elevator tries to bring you down, get married, punch a higher floor!
I was dreaming when I wrote this, forgive me if it goes astray. Do you, Girl, take Guy here to be your lawfully wedded husband, love – you cannot imagine, hot –getting’ so excited, thinking ‘bout all you can do, money- how much’ll make you happy, you can have it all if it will suit you right, but nothing’- nothin’ can take the place of you and him, kickin’ it tight, tight, his love will be your food?
(I think an “I do”, “Yes”, or “Yowza” goes here. Maybe.)
I was dreaming when I wrote this, so sue me if it goes to fast. Life is just a party, and parties weren’t meant to last*. Guy, do you take Girl there to be your lawfully wedded wife, you want to be her fantasy, maybe she can be yours, wouldn’t change a stroke, ‘cause baby you’re the most, with a girl as fine as she is now?**
(Another spot where a yes might be appropriate. Or a punch to my mouth. Either is proper based on what was just uttered.)
Then by the power vested in me by the state of Michigan, Paisley Park, and our lord and savior Jesus Christ, I know pronounce you man and wife. He just wants your extra time and your KISS.
Young and old, gather ‘round, everybody hail the newlyweds in town!
* note the earlier differentiation between “life” and “marriage”. I’m referring to a man’s single years here.
** I apologize for this whole passage. His purpleness is not known for his feminist lyrics. Or lyrics not about doing it.