A wedding dawns tomorrow for Tiera and Will,
A day for them that will spines tingle and thrill,
A road trip beckons for us to drive and attend,
This celebration of the groom, our friend,
Upon my body, a frock of black and white,
My fingers some curves to match with delight,
Upon my head a feather and net swirl,
The morrow shall see me in my dress twirl.