Jessy Liz


Mr. Postman, Take It To Hollywood - Poem by Jessy Liz

Cold, hard cutting room floor
Opening windows and closing doors
Neon signs and flashing lights
Those Hollywood stars sure shine so bright
Billboard beauty is skipping beats
From classic to plastic, from diamonds to ink
Standards are climbing stair by stair
While innocence hangs in the still night's air
And faces dropp in a mirror's well
Like a penny whose intentions changed as it fell
Scenery changing, Scene 1- Scene 2
And all the while I fell for you

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, September 24, 2006

Poem Edited: Tuesday, September 21, 2010


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