Did you ever know a couple
Who, when they were first dating
Had such passionate attraction
It was almost aggravating
Their searing symbiosis
Was so palpably intense
That the prospects for success
As well as failure were immense
Think of Liz and Richard
Their courtship was a blur, man
Just like Ernest Borgnine
And the lovely Ethel Merman
For when you soar toward heaven
On a hypersonic thrust
Just a small anomaly
Can scatter you to dust
Some may say they saw it coming
And are not surprised a bit
Others speculate about
Just how the fuse was lit
Is what we’ve all been seeing
A textbook case of pride
Or has the willing media
Been taken for a ride
Whatever is the outcome
Don’t say you ain’t been warned
Fiction has no fury
Like a genius who’s been scorned
There’s gonna be a rumble
There isn’t any doubt of it
So my advice to everyone–
For goodness sake, stay out of it