Bette Davis Style
By J.Lynne Moore

History screams on high,
The beauty of…
A Bette Davis eye.
Class and style,
Define her fame.
Black and white reels,
Color her name.

Red carpet rolling,
Twixt the valley of stars;
Marquee extolling,
Laurels of praise.
Love her or not…
Talent doesn’t lie,
No approval is sought.

Rival her never!
She is the voyager,
With red, red lips…
Her victory is in the dark;
Dancing on the silver scene,
Respect is her due,
Of style, she is the queen.

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