Crowds gather for a royal wedding,They lay their heads upon anorak bedding.
Big up Blighty! Be proud to be British!
How soon will the nation's contentment diminish?
Devil's food cake with buttercream filling. (KB ©)
French Chantilly and English lace,
Silk tulle misted across her face.
Synched in waist with a flowing train,
Eyebrows and eyeliner remained the same.
The future king with his steady stride,
Looked just as gorge as his approaching bride.
#awkwardmoment thanks to Wartski's gold band.
Sausage fingers or a sweaty hand?
Rake in those shares of Lily of the Valley,
Whilst everyone's eyes are on Pippa and Harry.
Glorious trees with no expenses spared -
Get hitched next week and their foliage is shared. (Win!)
A long weekend to remove the decor;
A 'royal' mess from the week before. (PUN.)
With bunting binned and banners torn,
It's fair to say I'm quite forlorn...