A MEMORY OF A BEAUTIFUL LADY
Thelma who was the Ice-Cream Blonde,
of Roland West she was fond.
She starred in many films you no,
she felt that she had far to go.
Those days of silent movies,
comedy was yours,
When your eyes would express,
you simply had to be the best.
Marx Brothers, Buster Keaton,
held you in esteem,
called you 'Hot Toddy',
said you were their dream.
How do you describe such beauty,
now she's left this world behind?
All that's left is a ghostly figure,
a nebulous image of the mind.
I was dazzled by her beauty,
her soft and gentle smile,
her eyes they had a sparkle,
that hypnotised you for a while.
She was captavating, pretty and petite,
she enchanted men, each one she would meet.
But as you watch her films from long ago,
you know that in the end, she hasn't let go.