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Murdered at the wedding feast

Note to the reader – No one was harmed in the creation of this poem 🙂

It seemed that all was looking well

as the bride made her way down the aisle

and the vows were said with grace

the decorations made the hall look swell

As her bridesmaids escorted her in style to a hall,

where food of Heston Blumenthal ,

was served up in a most grand place

on silver platters Wall to Wall.

All seemed well, till after the dance

and the cooks brought in the wedding cake

the hotel located by a railway line

All would be well, you would thought the chance

as an express went past the floor began to shake

and tiers of the cake, began to fall

they saved three tiers – but what of the rest? was it fine?

ask the page boys under the table where it sat by the wall

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Poetry

Shake

#FOWC #Shake

Sailing through the air, go the dice

Hitting the table hard

A chance you get a double six ?

King of wishful thinking

Everyone knows those odds are long

Someone’s setting pulses racing

Hearts all a flutter

As the fruit and icecream

Keep pulsing and turning in the blender

Entry into the glass – moments away