I guess this was pretty topical in 2012?
This is the tale of Petraeus, whose exploits a nation encaptured.
High in position, he gave into hubris that made him lose all.
He was with his fair, sycophantic biographer deeply enraptured;
Carelessness led to discovery and a precipitous fall.
Under a CIA desk they conducted their ill-fated dalliance,
Borne amidst similar energy channeled in six-minute miles.
Her hagiography brimmed with adoring respect for his valiance,
While her computer contained an abundance of classified files.
Head of intelligence for our fair land, he should practice discretion.
Ominous as is his name, one might think he’d have read Sophocles.
Instead he made use of a Gmail dead drop to conceal his transgression,
Causing a peripeteia that brought the man down to his knees.
Secrecy might have been theirs had it not been for her hamartia:
Jealousy led her to write to a rival with friends in high places.
Her nemesis chose to retaliate, turning in unwise Medea,
Shirtless admirer soon making his total attention this case’s.