Why the hell not. This is fun so I'll throw my hat in the ring as well.

BTB and RSB once sang a happy tune,
One with the chorus and one with the verse,
Like cuddling close in a spoon.

Then one day, In a childish rage,
RSB told all hunters to leap,
And old BTB, with a bruised broken heart,
Broke up with him and started to weep.

We all saw the spat, and we fancied ourselves that,
Ol BTB had seen the light,
But in a quick turn of face, again his lips did he paste,
To the buttocks of sweet RSB.
And together they walk, holding hands, and pillow talk,
Agreeing evermore to agree.