He was fact,
she was fiction,
they founded journalism.
For her, every day was a holiday;
for him, every day, a holy day,
but as they grew closer to each other,
they became what they were meant to be.
She was left brain,
he was right brain,
so when they worked together,
they knew not what the other did.
He wore his politics on his car,
she wore her religion around her neck,
& each believed one should trump the other,
but the wise saw the two were Siamese twins,
joined at the heart.
She was retro,
he was vintage,
they created a new modern.