It was such an exquisite marriage The bride was lovely The groom on his horse And rain that fell as a sign of good luck. The guests all arrived in their festive array And it went as smoothly as carefully planned. But the wedding cake - Oh my Heavens the cake ! A cake with no rival in the annals of time. A cake that was baked by a host of proud bakers. It had so many layers and so many flavors, But way too much icing in billowing excess With overgrown meadows of fondant flowers. There was extravagant scrollwork around the edges And even surprises baked coyly inside. But it took way too long to light the tall candle That finally decorated the top tier. It was served up in dozens of little small wedges To the multitudes of the invited guests Who never saw the whole cake as presented But only the dainty slice that they were served. The party went on far into the night And everyone had a fantastical time. It must be agreed, twas a world class reception Except for that cake - that too fabulous cake ljm
Nobody ever told them that designer's motto: "Less is More"