Icons Can't Be Laid
Getting laid in tinsel town,
Is prerequisite,
For those who wish to wear a crown
And on a throne to sit.
Marilyn was often juiced,
Before she hit the top.
And even Hepburn was well goosed
Before they had to stop.
"You scratch my back, I scratch yours,"
Was all you heard them say:
(Producer's and director's scores,
Updated every day!)
Yet in the film, they seemed so chaste,
Those icons of the screen;
All sweeping gowns and breasts well laced
And manners most serene.
Well, well..it seems that all was not
As fantasy portrayed.
(It's true most of us like it hot,
But Icons can't be laid!)
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