The Second City

The lights

They shine like diamonds

The music fills the air

Engulfed in hot jazz

They dance

Pretty women scantily dressed

Oozing in jewels 

Emeralds, sapphires

Putting on a show

Gentlemen walk the room

Coated in suits and manners

In the era when men were men

Charmers and ballroom dancers

Respectful and gorgeous

Much unlike now

They live

They laugh

The fireworks explode like pixie dust

Streamers

Glitter and Charleston

Lights and camera's 

Disasters and actions

Extravagance dripped from the walls

Smoke filled the air

Love was true, at least people believed this was - 

The era of light

The era of passion

The era of music

The era of fashion

The era of life

The era of love

The era where everything was not enough

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