My profile says I am a poet.  This is true.  So I fished this out of 1974 for those who remember him:

YUMMY

Paul Newman is the spirit of a torpedo sandwich,

“Sometimes a Great Notion”.

He oozes Coors, he speaks souptese

and makes the proper impression

on my sanctuary.

A wax paper smile

wraps it uptight

and I am safe again.

(His teeth are calories

to polish up the meal)

And how must

Joanne Woodward feel?

   

 Addendum: Paul died in 2008