What're the chances? From wildly dissimilar
backgrounds yet both accomplished thespians.
The prince has found his princess, the princess
her prince. Their congress has lit the spark of venal
vengeance against all those presumed to have
transgressed against their sensibilities. Two
wounded victims with the instincts of reptilian
savagery together mounting a set piece of odious
revelations, tawdry and unsavoury enabling them to
besmirch kith and kin to impose shame and suffering
to equal their own as pathetic emotional juveniles
flailing against the injustices simmering with violent
resentment in their minds' inner sanctum sanctorum.
As actors in a spurious drama of betrayal cupidity
has its place along with celebrity, both handsomely
spurring the misfits to the 'tell-all' jungle of lost faith
in the inner ego's promise. Nursing a hatred so
divisive they scornfully tell all to reap the dividends.
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