Classic Poem

Hooray for Hollywood!
That screwy bally-hooey Hollywood,
Where any office boy or young mechanic
Can be a panic
With just a good-looking pan,
And any bar maid
Can be star maid,
If she dances with or without a fan.
Hooray for Hollywood!
Where you're terrific if you're even good,
Where anyone at all from Shirley Temple
To Aimee Semple
Is equally understood.
Go out and try your luck,
You might be Donald Duck!
Hooray for Hollywood!
Hooray for Hollywood!
That phony super Coney Hollywood,
They come from Chilicothes and Paducahs
With their bazookas
To get their names up in lights,
All armed with photos from local rotos,
With their hair in ribbons and legs in tights.
Hooray for Hollywood!
You may be homely in your neighborhood,
But if you think that you can be an actor,
See Mister Factor,
He'd make a monkey look good.
Within a half an hour,
You'll look like Tyrone Power!
Hooray for Hollywood!