Congratulations in galore to the grooms.
In a drive, I zoom
As the sun drove to the moon.
My passengers are in three loops
The psychological group
The spiritual group
And the metaphorical group.
As the night glooms and darkness looms
The first group illuminates and serves as brightness in the snoop
So over the night, I see clearly driving the troop
The moon gave way for the sun to bloom.
Noticing that I am poop
The second group took up the car and drove the group.
So throughout the day, I sleep with compassion as the car boom
Opening my eyes to meet this celebration proscenium in balloons.
And designed with a very large golden hoop
Everyone sat on a podium and celebrated with whoops.
The last group speech is a scoop
To appreciate the guidance during the daily counting at noon.
As everyone is a celebrant in groups
Congratulating one another on getting there after the groom.
Congratulations in galore to the grooms.