A gypsy Queen waltzed in a December Moon,
Waltzed around a burning fire,
In the chill of the midnight air,
A loving glow showed,
As a Prince shared a tender kiss,
The violins played that romantic tune,
At a magical time of year,
As the matchmaker watched from a distanced place,
The cherub with a smile on his face,
Let an arrow fly,
Hitting the heart of destiny's mark,
Lit by a shining star,
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