Earl Tyrant from Final Fantasy Unlimited

Our pastry chefs have made desserts of all sorts
They have cookies and brownies and cinnamon torts.
Assorted colors and tastes all sweet to the buds.
Especially the cream puffs that are bigger than spuds.
Peach-stuffed strudel and an amazing plum pie.
A plate of chocolate chip cookies piled very high.
The prince has a sweet tooth that wants every crumb.
But he will give food away if you ask him for some.

The cake is now done and is sporting his name
And heating the room because it is written in flame.
‘Happy Birthday, Prince Profundus Vorago, Our Love’
I truly hope the sprinklers do not rain from above.
The cake is simple with fresh cream frosting and such
Gold shavings on top do add a nice touch.
I admit I am curious about the rich taste
You can ask me later because none goes to waste.
For we are nearing the end of the yearly great banquet
That typically ends with the prince holding his blanket.

It is time for the prince to go back to bed.
For there are beckoning dreams in his head.
The master chef has prepared the mint of deep sleep
That will have the small prince counting his sheep
He shall not go hungry because of these meals.
They will keep him sustained as time spins its wheels.
We ask that you all remember this date
So that next year you will not risk being late.