Hollywood, Forever

I go where the skies are blue and the plants grow lush. This is Hollywood, where bougainvillea is a hotel. I'd like to book a room, please

scoop me up. Guinness chocolate ice cream doesn't get you drunk. A little taste hear feel see smell and there you are: bliss

out of your town and in a new one. Cities change but appetites stay the same. The farmers go to stand with their strawberry tomatoes picked by hand. Vine off the vine at Hollywood and Vine

yard plants. I love vegetables that come in purple. Cauliflower, eggplant, now this. The leaves are the treasure. And the heart is the gold

pouring out these Hollywood dreams onto real life sidewalk stars, nothing is as sweet



but we are all rambling tumbleweeds, and can't remain in the same place



forever, even when we're on top of the world.