Treasure Island

Jim Yerman


Good Bye Shirley!


Her name was Shirley Temple, in the 1930’s she burst upon the scene
She was young and cute and sweet as punch and she lit up the movie screen.

My generation remembers watching her movies when we were girls and boys
As she danced and sang and her curly hair bobbed it filled our hearts with joy.

We loved to watch her escapades, we never knew what we might see
But whatever predicaments she found herself in, they were always rated G.

Did you hear that Miley Cyrus? She too was a child star who worked
But her tongue was used for singing and I know she never twerked!

She was young and cute and wholesome...a pint-sized sized protege
But she could hold her own with movie stars of her day.

The little girl we all loved to watch grew up...as we all do
And when she died Monday in California a little of our childhood died too.

Friends drank Shirley Temples to remember the passing of this star
Deborah and I broke out our Curly Top VHS and cranked up the VCR.

So farewell Poor Little Rich Girl, thank you for giving us such a thrill
Will we miss you Little Princess? ...Shirley...we surely will!

Submitted: Wednesday, February 12, 2014
Edited: Wednesday, February 12, 2014

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