In the glow of wedding’s tender light, Hayley rose, heart shining bright, A science teacher with tales to weave, And a love for Harry, like a leaf in breeze. She spoke of Beyoncé, her idol true, And of Harry Potter, magic that she knew, Words spun together in a delicate dance, For her husband Harry, her heart's true romance. But as the night wore on, and glasses clinked, Hayley’s voice transformed, as spirits linked, She turned into Mum, with a chuckle and sway, Lost in laughter, as the moments play. Her playful side emerged with glee, With tales of a name, just as cheeky, "Hayley Cummyinmybummy," she laughed and twirled, In a whimsical whirl, she enchanted the world. For in this dance of love and mirth, Was the joy and humor of human worth.