Ode To The Wedding cake

Oh wedding cake

so pretty and white

I can’t stand

to let you from my sight.

Dave drove slowly to Stonebrook

Where the wedding was at,

All to keep you

From going SPLAT.

Your flavors,

They abound,

For you are square,

And not round.

The top layer

 Pumpkin spice

My sister-in law Sheila

Says it was nice.

The second layer

A strawberry dream,I didn’t get a bit,

Because Steven

Ate most of it.

The third

I liked most of all

Lemon with poppy seed

Answered my taste buds  call.

But now I have

A need

For rehab and prayer,For I am now addicted to the opiates

In the poppy seed.

Now I need

To get you out of my home ,uhhh

Before I go into

A butter cream coma.

With this poem I hope to impress ,

With my charm and wit.

So Jeanie will make Steven a cake ,

Shaped like a drum kit.