Victor
Hair as black as a raven's feather
He has had troubled times to weather
Skin as pale as the whitest snow
He has found love, he doesn't even know
He is shy he is sweet
It was true love from our very first meet
I thought my marriage would be horrible
But Victor turned out to be oh so adorable
He disappeared gone in the night
Down to the dead an appalling flight
But he came back to marrie his bride
I came to the church, quick to hide
But I was brought out, the other set free
And we were left to live happily
I am his lovely bride to be
And this is how much victor means to me
Victoria