I Can't Help But Love Lucy
Pinned up curls in black and white,
The face of a generation,
Lucy Ricardo, the wife who broke the rules.
Lucille Ball, the woman who changed the game.
She did not deliver tactless jokes,
Or smile pretty to make a man famous.
She stood behind closed doors
Reinventing television,
reinventing America.
Lucy Ricardo was a housewife,
but Lucille Ball was a visionary.
What would change my life, you ask?
I may be seventeen, but I have a little dream:
My hair may not be able to hold a curl,
and people may never know me on the streets,
but
I will break the rules.
I will change the game.
I will reinvent television,
For women and for girls
of whom America takes advantage.
Perhaps I will be a housewife
one day
But the rest of my days start now,
and in the meantime,
I will be a visionary.
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