Things start our happily, but then soon turn
If not to tragic, yet to grave concern,
As our beloved hero is beset,
Snared in some wily evil-doer’s net.
Anxiety and suffering ensue,
And no one can discover what to do
To extricate themselves from such distress
Or how such wickedness they might redress.
Then comes at last a turn of circumstance
By acts of cunning or perhaps by chance
Revealing happily a way toward grace,
A path for saving lives or saving face.
In melodrama, one thing’s always sure:
That happily-ever-after will endure.