Tillie's Message
The rides have stopped,
The neon popped,
The shooting gallery's guns are no longer coin-op.
And the Palace was dark,
And Johnny said,
"I'm leaving."
And that's what he did.
The paint has chipped,
The banners ripped,
The bumper cars on the Skooter floor no longer zip.
And the Palace was dark.
And Susie said,
"I'm leaving."
And that's what she did.
And so did them all.
But Tillie kept smiling.
From Convention Hall,
To the Plaza's former tiling,
And all heard the word.
A faint whisper grew to an official word,
And Tillie's message of happiness was finally heard.
