Today is dark and stormy,
strong winds are hurtling by,
my bank account is dwindling
but What care I?
My curls are lank and droopy
my veil has flown sky-high,
but with truest love abiding
stand my groom and I...
and with stormy clouds subsiding
What care I?
Joyce Hemsley
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/humour-in-mind/
