Matchmaking

It was the mating of the Millennium
A modern Fairy Tale romance
Orchestrated to perfection
Leaving nothing to mere chance
And a decent period after
The announcement of an heir
And again not too long after
Production of a required spare
The line being thus assured and
Fairy tales irrelevant in modern life
They could not conceal the growing split
Between a husband and a wife
So just like us mere mortals
The Fairy Tale unwound
And in time and with discretion
Other mates by both were found
And the world grew more weary
Expectations bruised and battered
For although Fairy Tales are nice
So many other things really mattered
And the match makers of Society
Unperturbed by their prominent disaster
Continued in their superiority convinced there
Was no situation of which they were not master

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