Maybe tomorrow, maybe tonight
when the stars peek through the clouds
and I forget to remember what's important
long dead icons smile from above or below
Comedy's Jean Harlow died too soon at twenty-six,
but she wrote a book with a title,
"Today is Tonight,"
or some such lyrical moniker
The 1930s linger on
in black and white comedies
Carole Lombard managed to survive
until a plane brought her down to the mountain
War bonds were all the rage
after Pearl Harbor woke up the nation
and color invaded the screen
with a yellow brick road to war
When Patriotism wasn't just a word
and Bogart asked for Sam to play it again
and we all wept to ourselves on closely watched trains,
while the orchestra played The Marseilles
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