Oratorical Dance

In a grand hall adorned with capricious flair,
A luncheon unfolded, an affair so rare.
The air thick with anticipation and largess,
As guests awaited the orator's address.

With béchamel dishes, palatable and fine,
The feast began, a culinary design.
Yet amid the indulgence, a sense of bafflement,
For the speaker delayed, causing an ordeal's descent.

At last, the speaker, with exhortation grand,
Stepped forth boldly, mic in hand.
His words flowed ad nauseam, a torrent of speech,
Yet within the verbosity, lessons did reach.

Axiomatic truths he laid bare,
Amidst the Kaffeeklatsch, an intellectual affair.
An oratorical dance with a touch of finesse,
Balancing wisdom and whimsy, the luncheon's success.