The great gatsby

Summer long island
Booze and babes
Adoring fans
Of the one and only
Parties, not the person
Even tho a wonderful man
No, that’s not right.
A great man you shall see
His smile, made them feel
They felt like they have understood
They felt that they were important
Needed, and loved.
But, more importantly they felt like they had needed alcohol.
Even tho it was during Prohibition
Some may ask “What is Prohibition?”
Bourbon would help them speak
Maybe even sometimes make them weak.
To be more fluent...In the gossip
A West Egg high class society
Like a pretty Rose growing out of an ash of heap
Rich partiers in the night
Money pouring out of their pockets
Look at their smiles
Their champaign glasses
Their flapper dresses, their almost empty glasses…
Pulling up in their Model Ts
Sometimes hitting ladies
If these things happens...we are sorry
Don’t worry it will all be alright
As long as you don’t meet anyone
Who is as reckless as he
Are you a hero?
Or an image of one
To nick’s naive recollection
Or a childhood fantasy
I thought I heard the twenties roar
With melodies that will soar
But really parties are the thing
You might see
Who cares about who sees
We just want to dance
And have a chance to be free