Tillie 05.08.03
By: Virginia Bartkowicz
A once-gleaming smile is sadly no more
In 1987 they had closed its doors
The paint slowly chips, the walls slowly crack
All we can do now is simply look back
Pictures are all that is left of this place
When neon brightly lit up Tillie's face
It now sits on a corner in Asbury Park
Palace Amusements is alone in the dark
The damage has gone too far it seems
It will soon be demolished, and with it the dreams
Dreams of those who wished and prayed
That one day the Palace would somehow be saved
It would return to its glory of days gone by
And Tillie would once again smile high
His Cheshire-cat grin welcoming in
Those who have come to visit him
Unfortunately many forget its former glory
Thus we close the chapter on this century-old story
