Are You a SQUARE?

"Whatever gave you that idea?"
Yes, I can make it square.
No, it doesn't mean you're a geek.
Your cake will be quite rare.
What type of square do you seek?
And how much can you spare?
No, the cake won't take me a week.
I have a culinary flair.
The bride lets out a squeak
and tosses back her hair.
She'd like the cake to look very sleek
not shaped like a pear.
The husband-to-be seems quite meek
yet he chimes in "Are you aware?"
Then suddenly he ceases to speak
for his bride-to-be without a care
desperately turns right into a freak!
"I don't care what it costs, hunnybear
our future would be quite bleak,
I don't mean to give you a scare
but I'll send you up the creek,
if you won't pay her to prepare
a cake by jintrinsique!"


"Whatever gave you that idea?"
He quickly replied.
She said, "You said
I could & now you've lied!"
His face went red,
so I tried
to comfort Ned
without acting like I'd pried.
"You both know I've fed
brides who've cried
& felt of dread..."
They both then sighed.
"Let's move ahead,
her cakes, we've spied
& sampled her bread.
My brain is pretty fried,
we'll dish big dollars instead.
Now it's all cut & dried,
dear can we go home to bed?
With a glance at the wedding guide
The bride then shook her head,
out the door, they both did glide
and off away they sped!