In the 1930s scandal was rife

Amongst Hollywood glitterarti

They  truly had a lust for life

Which was just one great big party

 

There was  ‘ The Garden Of Allah’

Where many grand affairs were had

Most often in a furnished  villa

Which really wasn’t half so bad

Lot’s of socialising  in and around the pool

Showing off the latest trends

Drinking to all hours until starting to drool

In the company of very good friends

 

F. Scott Fitzgerald was there with his squeeze

With poor Zelda nowhere in sight

Conveniently labelled with a mental disease

She no longer was able to fight

Bacall and Bogie met and fell in love there

He was married and she was so young

It seemed they were destined and all was fair

They weren’t afraid to get sprung

Nazimova who actually owned the place

Was once a star in silent film

Her marriage to Valentino  a disgrace

For she never could love him

Ronald Coleman and Douglas Fairbanks stayed

And even ate the dreadful food

But they survived and continued to play

Always in fairweather mood

So many others hung out by the pool

By the light of the silvery moon

To name them all would be too cruel

For they are gone too soon.

© Renee Dallow ( Hybiscus Bloom )  12/3/2014