In matters of the heart such as this, always turn to Cole Porter, who spent his entire life deeply, passionately in love with two, three, four--indeed sometimes an entire corps de ballet...
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WHAT SHALL I DO?
I've just read of Cleopatra
The glamorous empire shatt'rer
(Who to Caesar lost her heart as well as her head).
But that early Roman Nazi
Was so mean to his Cleopatsy,
That she fell in love with Marc Antony instead.
To worship two men in turn may be sublime,
But, oh, it's hell when you care for both at the same time.
What shall I do?
Just imagine what I'm going through:
I love not one, but two.
What shall I do?
I'm in a spot,
Cupid's given me a double shot,
So won't you tell me what--
As well as what NOT shall I do?
Two men appear,
Each a swell Apollo Belvedere,
Each one ideal,
But though I fairly itch to,
I don't know which to hitch to.
I can't marry both,
After all, this isn't Timbuctoo,
That's the reason I appeal to you, and you,
What shall I do?