Gene and Gilda

Star crossed champions of mirth Wild hair and wild eyes, both To the world they say with arms raised to the sky, "What a pity, for we dearly love to laugh!" Arm in arm, singing their favorite show tunes But in the voices of Donald Duck and Calamity Jane Gallivanting through the city, doing the Charleston in the street These two have no interest or talent for growing up And made the world lighter because of it Willy Wonka in his purple jacket, Holding the door for her with his cane, Him with those dreamy eyes Pale eyes that swim in her perpetual smile A smile, a voice and a soul that lit up everything for miles She sits, glowing in the window, Like a princess in the white room, wearing her little barrette But she isn't well at all And so she left this world, Roseannadanna did, one morning And the twinkle in his eye twinkled off into space With her dimples, impromptu cartwheels and spinning skirts Four years wasn't enough to fill up the laughing box The glass elevator is lonely looking down on the world Wait, wait, wait, BAM! Would she want him sinking there in his spats? A wop, bam, boo! No, choose instead to keep that wicked grin Dance down the aisle of the plane, show that funny funny face Embrace each Saturday Night gone by To Gene and Gilda, geniuses of love and light hearts Pop the cork on the champagne and roller skate through this life! ~For Heather Ober's Famous Couples/Duos Poetry Contest