THE SILVER SCREEN
The magic of the silver screen,
Was black and white and in-between.
It made one laugh and even cry
And maybe made one wonder why
Those funny men would slap their heads
And never sleep in separate beds.
Slow-motion scenes amazed us all,
As we would watch a building fall.
Those close-up scenes were quiet a trick,
They'd show hot-lips and hair so slick.
But nothing moved me any more
Than soldiers going off to war .
Unless, it just happened to be .
Tarzan! Swinging from a tree.
Just when I thought I'd seen it all,
There came yet another curtain call.
A Star once born in black and white,
Turned to color! Oh, so bright.