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"Hollywood
Bizarre!"
Purples, golden Twilights,
Brunettes and Blondes!
Morning Blue, Silver Nights,
Songs, All the Rondes!
Thru the weary, dreary
of all hopes forlorn -
I'm a little leery
Head so closely shorn.
P'raps from balmy Southland
some day I'll roam -
Back to North Star, North Land.
Back to Home Sweet Home!
So the smile I'm wearing
may be for you, Bizarre!
Chances, though, a being
it's for the place afar.
Still, I'll smile, Cheerio!
Still, I'll sing my song.
Here's to Hollywood, Heigho!
Here's to the wooly throng!
Skoll!
Bill Swanson Sept.25 1927
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