Gonna rap the vows, gonna rap ‘em real good
Cuz I’ve never done a vow and I know that I should
But I can’t do it the traditional way
So I’m gonna go gangsta and have my own say

It started way back at Mike Leon’s birthday party
I was approached by a girl who I considered quite the hotty
She was blonde and vivacious and them good looks didn’t hurt
And so I thought to myself “with this girl I must flirt.”

As the night wore on, the flirting did ensue
By the end of it all, I thought “what shall I do?”
She was moving away; she was off to Montreal
To pursue this foxy female made no sense all

So I shrugged and I left and I went “Oh, heck”
I’d let her escape to the land of Quebec
Two years went past, and I forgot about our meeting
But Danielle had been doing some reuniting scheming

Her sister had armed her with some facts on sloth poo
That’s how girls get guys in the town of Waterloo
But the strategy worked, soon we were rarely apart
Cuz gross animal facts are the key to my heart!

We went to horror movies and she barely even squirmed
As the dates went by, my suspicions were confirmed
With her ever-present smile and abundant energy
I could not deny that this girl was for me!

I was stunned, I was shocked, fate had sprung its trap
Truth be told, you had me at sloth crap.
So today I vow to bind our lives as one
Cuz a life with Danielle will be way too much fun

I’ll be there to wash the dishes and to fold the laundry
I will let you whip my butt when we play Nintendo Wii
I will help you up when you fall down
I will wear a red nose when you need a clown

I will stand by your side through the thick things and the thin
If you ask nicely I’ll let you trim the hair on my chin
As we near the end of this inspirational rhyme
I invite Danielle Saint-Onge to be my partner in crime!