
Wojciech Piechowski, Polish
In the Old Days, After the Bride Threw the Bouquet, the Groom Would Toss His Fattest Male Relative, 1881
Oil on canvas
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/// At his fourth daughter’s nuptials, the host
is raised up to give his Wedding Toast.
Father of the new bride
glows with vodka and pride
and can boast he’s no drunker than most.
/// Borne by several strong men ‘round the room,
he gives thanks his last child found her groom.
Wishes health and long life
to his girl, now a wife,
and fills yet one more glass to consume.
/// Glasses raised, all the guests give a hand
to the host for this party he’s planned,
and the priest claps along
to a Polish folk song
being played by the seven piece band.
/// Into each empty glass waiters pour
wine for yet one more toast. Guests ignore
how the groom’s best man friend
made some “jokes” which offend
and then fell (with his chair) to the floor.
/// It’s the fourth (and last) wedding reception
father paid for, and with no exception,
the girls he gave away
had their big wedding day
one month after confirming conception.