Thursday, March 25, 2010

Cecil B and De Mille

From childhood, Mary Sue was crazy about movies,
her dream one day to be a silver screen goddess,
like her favorite, Joan Crawford. In fact, Mary landed gigs in several flicks;
most notably as an extra in the Marx Brothers' classic, "Duck Soup,"
and later as an Israelite damsel trekking behind Moses
in Cecil B. DeMille's Production of "The Ten Commandments,"
starring Charleston Heston; Yul Brynner playing the heavy.

Those were the days when casts of thousands was not computer animated.

Mary Sue Leary married Larry O'Brien, a Warner Brothers stuntman.
She gave birth to twins, the first of whom to exit the womb they named Cecil B.
The second they'd christen DeMille.
Chubby and ruddy babies were they. Into strapped stallions they'd grow,
strong of back, but wanting in common sense.
The elder, Cecil B. --- was blond, of one brown and the other blue.
De Mille was carrot top with a stare to stop Bengal tigers in their tracks.
They were hyperactive lads; together strong, apart rather hapless.

A genetic malfunction, perhaps, had been transmitted from their stun mant father,
who at age 26, was tragically killed while playing a rampaging Apache.
Needless to say, the family was impacted dramatically,
not so much with regards to money. Stunt man's Insurance had Larry covered,
but the sudden absence of a father is traumatic,
even if he's an alcoholic with a temper to rival that of Genghis Khan.
Widow Mary O'Brian managed as best she could raising her twins from hell.

She did not remarry and would be to her boys once a mother and twice a father.

When it was high time for the kids to get hitched, Mother Mary arranged the nuptials;
for Cecil a mail order bride from Germany, and for DeMille, a mail order bride from Sicily/
It would have been an awesome, foursome honeymoon, but at the very last moment
the Dago chickened out. Let me tell you about the German war bride, though.
Ingeborg Schimidt. what a dish! (Mein Gott ihm Himmel, what a broad!)
Her skin was like velvet, her figure an hour glass with no assistance from corsets,
and she had that distinction of carrying a rear the envy of many an Afro American.

But what about DeMille (who was dumped?) Don't get ahead of the story.

This is what Mary O'Brian proposed to Ingborg in the presence of Cecil B and DeMille:
"My two boys are geniuses together, but apart, I'm afraid, they are arms without hands.
I dread to separate them. So here's the deal, dearest. Why be satisfied to write jingles
if you are capable of painting more broadly. And why be be content to be a stuntman ,
if fate has destined you to be a Cecil B. DeMille?
Do you get my drift, Ingeborg? What I'm saying is why trouble your head
as to which stud to bed, when you can test drive them both for a season.
Yes, a threesome trial marriage is what I'm proposing!

Men have harems,
why shouldn't we women be entitled to possess are own stables?
Which sounded perfectly reasonable to Ingeborg Schmidt,
the bride from war ravaged Germany
who was game for just about anything...
Come to think about,
Mrs. Cecil B. and DeMille has a delicious ring to it

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