What was the end of the story?
How should I know?
I only caught in passing
A word or so.

Maybe the silly quarrel
Flared to a blaze,
Turning to dust and ashes
The rest of their days.

Maybe they turned to each other
To kiss and forgive,
And marry, and ever after
Happily live.

And yet, the end of the story
Surely I know—
Somewhere, apart or together,
Both shall lie low.