Poet: C. A. Lynch
Oh, the wedding cake, a sight to behold,
A masterpiece of frosting, silver, and gold.
But who knew that picking the perfect one,
Could it lead to mishaps and lots of silly fun?
The flavours were many, the designs were grand,
From traditional tiers to cakes shaped like sand.
But you two couldn't agree, it was a fight,
Chocolate or vanilla, what's wrong, what's right?
Finally, the cake arrived at the wedding, all majestic and tall,
But as it was placed on the table, it started to fall.
Tiers collapsed, frosting flew, guests gasped in surprise,
But you laughed it off, with tears in your eyes.
In the end, the cake disaster became a great tale,
A memory of laughter that would never fail.
For on your wedding day, you learned a simple thing,
That love is the sweetest cake life can bring.
Poet: C. A. Lynch
It's the moment you've waited for, a chance to shine,
Your first dance as newlyweds, a moment so divine.
But little did you know, it would turn into a dance-off,
Each trying to outshine the other, both showing off.
The groom started with a classic waltz, so smooth,
But the bride whipped out her breakdance moves.
You twirled and spun, showcasing your skills,
Each move is more outrageous with lots of frills.
Our groom's tango turned into a moonwalk, oh what a sight,
While our bride went from salsa to the robot into the night.
Guests cheered and clapped as they battled on the floor,
But, you lost yourselves in the dance, still wanting more.
But your dance-off dilemma reached its peak,
When our groom attempted a move you couldn't keep.
You tripped and stumbled, took a tumble on the floor,
But our beautiful bride caught you with a giggle and a roar.
In the end, it didn't matter who won the dance crown,
For your laughter and love were the resultant sounds.
Your wedding dance became a legendary sight,
A memory of joy and laughter, shining bright.
Toast for a wedding:
Wedding Toasts
Irish Wedding Toasts
Poet: C. A. Lynch
Oh, the wedding speeches, a moment of scary dread,
Where family and friends speak, but should've stayed quiet instead.
On the tightrope of humour and heartfelt words,
In hopes of leaving the audience in laughter's girth.
The best man's speech, full of inside jokes,
Left the bride and groom in stitches, their spirits awoke.
But as he went on with anecdotes so dear,
He accidentally spilled the bride's glass of beer.
The maid of honour started with heartfelt praise,
But her nerves got the best of her, in many ways.
She stuttered and stumbled, trying to find her voice,
But in the end, she brought tears of joy, the crowd's choice.
The wedding speeches may have been less than cherished,
But they brought joy and laughter, even though they perished.
For in those awkward moments, love shone through,
And memories were made, forever to be true.
Poet: C. A. Lynch
The bouquet toss, a tradition so old,
Where single ladies gather, romance stories yet untold.
They compete in a battle, often wild and free,
To catch the bouquet, securing their destiny.
The bride stood tall, bouquet in her hand,
Eager suitors stood ready, like a big dance band.
She flung it high into the air, a glorious sight,
And chaos ensued as they fought with all their might.
Sisters elbowed cousins, friends pulled at hair,
All trying to catch the bouquet, without a care.
They leaped and jumped, in ridiculous ways,
Falling and stumbling, just like in a craze.
But a lady, a stealthy one indeed,
Dodged the chaos with this simple creed.
She stood back and watched, with a cunning smile,
Knowing that love comes, even if it takes a while.
But she caught the bouquet, amidst the tussle and flair,
And the crowd erupted, in cheers and laughter rare.
For the bouquet toss brought joy and hope,
And a reminder that love walks its own tightrope.
Poet: C. A. Lynch
With a mischievous grin and mischief in his eyes,
The ring bearer entered, a small boy in disguise.
Innocent and playful, he walked down the aisle,
Little did they know, he'd cause quite a smile.
He dropped the rings, oh what a surprise,
But the guests laughed, and their spirits started to rise.
For the boy ran around, like chasing butterflies,
Leaving chaos in his wake, amidst laughter and cries.
As the couple exchanged vows, he joined in too,
Pretending to marry his teddy bear, his love so true.
The guests chuckled, their hearts filled with glee,
For the ring bearer's adventure became a funny memory.
In the end, the rings were found, the ceremony complete,
The couple's love was sealed, their hearts replete.
And the ring bearer's adventure, a story to be told,
Of laughter and joy as love took hold.
More poems for a wedding:
Wedding Card Poems
Wedding Poems About Love
Poet: C. A. Lynch
Behind the scenes, chaos brews and unfolds,
As the wedding planner tries to handle the roles,
Juggling demands, unforeseen challenges galore,
Making sure the wedding is a success, nothing more.
The florist arrived late, with the flowers all wrong,
The cake was missing a tier, oh no, another sad song.
But the planner stayed calm, with a smile so bright,
Solving problems left and right, all day and night.
The groom's suit went missing, a true catastrophe,
But the planner found a solution, oh so tastefully.
She borrowed a suit from a guest who was kind,
And the groom looked dashing, even from behind.
The DJ played the wrong song, causing a stir,
The guests started dancing awkwardly, so unsure.
But the planner changed the beat, with guests over the moon,
And suddenly, the dance floor was filled with no one immune.
Through it all, the wedding planner kept her cool,
Laughing off the mishaps, never feeling like a fool.
For weddings are unpredictable, that's for sure,
For wedding planner's stories will always endure.
Wedding Quotes
Poet: C. A. Lynch
Off they went, hand in hand, a honeymoon so grand,
To a place unknown, in a faraway land.
But little did they know that hilarity would ensue,
As they encountered cultural misunderstandings, a comedic debut.
They tried exotic cuisine, with flavours so bold,
But their taste buds rebelled, as they wished they were cold.
One bite turned into laughter, as their faces turned red,
But they embraced the moment, a memory they'd never shed.
They attempted to speak the language, oh what a strife,
Mispronounced words led to laughter throughout their life.
They ordered a bed, but received a yak instead,
But being so tired, they slept like the dead.
They explored the sights, and monuments so immense,
But got lost in the maze, losing all sense.
With a map upside down, they stumbled and strolled,
As locals watched, laughter's stories were told.
The honeymoon comedies became memories so dear,
Of moments shared, laughter crystal clear.
For in those funny mishaps, love thrived,
As their honeymoon became a daily comedic ride.
