Delores' New Outfit
By Len Hazell
Caroline, John go fetch Georg-gee.
Bunty and Ben you really must see
Icons of style like Clara Bow
Swanson and Bankhead and Del Rio
With envy would go brightest green
To look this good upon the screen.
Is she not just so belle and choice?
Isn't she just the Rolls and Royce?
They really have done such a fix
But then it is nineteen twenty-six.
The absolute end she is yet
Of fashion for the Bright Young Set
Her lips as crimson as her car
Really, you cannot see the scar
Her Bob hair lies flat as her bust
Hanging pearls, straight, to inflame lust
Those Diamante shoes so divine
Are at their best while in recline
Hair, clothes and makeup such a mix
But then it's nineteen twenty six
Now who's got Champers, raise a glass
To our friend so recently passed
For her crash at Banbury cross
Means heavens gain is London's loss
She who died as she chose to be
Wild, unfettered, loving and free
Oh darling she is quite the thing
Bells on her toes and finger rings
But no pennies for to cross the Styx
No, not in nineteen twenty six.
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