Sheila

i noticed at one of my weddings

being stung

against my face

by a handful of white

rice

flung

from a former flame, by the name

of Sheila.

she had quite the arm.

she almost put my new wife's

eye out

using a whole pound of uncle

Ben's finest

rice.

we had welts all over us.

rice stuck in our ears,

our noses, our eyes.

it took us the whole honeymoon

getting the rice out of our

hair.

she was mad at something.,

i guess,

but i did invite her

to the wedding,

and we had cake, so what's 

the deal, Sheila?