Craig and Kelly: A Lovers Poem
He can only pray that he'll feel no pain
When the warden of Fulsom sticks that needle in his vein
He'll look back at his life and complain and complain
About that loss to Phil Hernon again and again
In the end the only thing he could claim
Was that he finally got his 15 minutes of fame
Deep down inside he has only himself to blame
For choking her out and setting aflame
That girl he and Kel decided to maim
Now on death row, he's feeling the shame
And thinking his woman is doing the same
But in fact, she's back out and playing the game
On the after-party circuit, now she's changed her name
You see, just last month on her way to the Women's Grand Prix in Spain
She hooked up with Kamali, hold on, I know what you're thinking, just let me explain
He talked twelve hours straight and bought her drinks on the plane
And told her how his wife had flushed his career down the drain
They had so much in common, for one thing they're both vain
And so with a fury, together they started to train
For the elusive Olympia title they each sought to ordain
And as fortune had it, when Coleman was found in an alley slain
Kamali was crowned with the title he claimed
When Kelly got second to Adela again
Their relationship crumbled and was never ever the same
She realized she missed being Ol' Craigger's dame
And cried how she thought of her old Ball and Chain.
The Ain
