The Day our Big Brother got married

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The day our big brother got married was back in 69,
Two small brothers we were, intent on just having that good time.
Man had just taken one small step on a far and distant moon,
Flower Power had not yet died, but it was due to expire quite soon.

The Beatles? Well they were at their height,
Sergeant Peppers, Abbey Road and shoulder length hair, what a sight!

Our brother met his wife to be and brought her round for Sunday tea.
We sat up on the downs and didn't say a word, all boys together till then you see!

Still, things moved on and the day was set,
The church was booked all arrangements made and yet,
How could we possibly know that the day of fun,
Would be the first that Crystal Palace would play in League Division One?

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Our mum she took us both down to C&A's in the town,
Kitted us out in suits and ties and told us not to frown.
30 years has passed since the click, click, click of that cine film recorded the moment when,
Two small boys dressed in suits stuffed confetti down the best man's neck and then,
Waving across the water to summon the craft,
The boatman looked at best man and thought him quite daft.

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30 years is not so long when memories like this can easily be found 
By sifting the mind for  the sights and the sounds
Of the day our big brother got married. 
©Keith Murphy