🎶 “Clink the Tin Cups” - Craig and Rhonda’s Reception

[Intro – Maestro the Cat (Male)] Ahem. Quiet down, you overgrown squirrels — the raccoon and possum are hitched! To love! To leftovers! To whatever that was with the cake — let’s begin. [Verse 1 – Craig (Male)] We ain’t got china or crystal cups, But we’ve got cans and we’ve got guts. You kissed me once in a puddle of tea, Now look at the glorious mess that is we. [Verse 2 – Rhonda (Female)] You caught me raiding the pretzel bin, Said “marry me” with a crooked grin. Now we got vows and half a band — Let’s dance like fools paw-in-hand. [Chorus – Everyone] So clink the tin cups, toast the light, May the spoons go wild and the lids take flight. We ain’t fancy, but we show up true — So here’s to the weird, and the wild, and you. [Spoken Interlude – Maestro the Cat (Male)] Now, a toast from Rhonda’s kin: Marjorie the Muskrat — who cries when she claps. (Enter Marjorie with a handkerchief, visibly weeping) [Marjorie the Muskrat (Female)] “To the couple who makes trash look like treasure. To snuggles in sewer pipes and commitment without deodorant. If that ain’t love, I don’t know what is.” [Maestro] Beautiful. Unexpected. Slightly damp. Next! [Spoken Interlude – Eugene the Skunk (Male)] “I once gave Craig a spiritual aura cleansing with lavender sage and duckweed. I never knew I’d be doing it for his *wedding*. Bless this union — and please, nobody light a match.” [Bridge – Craig & Rhonda, harmonizing] We came from alleys, from shadows, from luck, Now here we are — in feathers and muck. No diamonds, no fanfare, no pageantry show, Just a possum, a raccoon, and a cat who won’t go. [Final Chorus – Everyone] So clink the tin cups, raise a cheer, For the kind of love that brought us here. It’s messy and loud and it sometimes smells — But it’s ours, it’s true, and it sure as heck swells. [Outro – Maestro] And if anybody’s got objections — take it up with Beverly the Bat, who’s currently hanging upside-down from the garland. [Group Laughter & Applause]