Elvis imposters
Not the real thing
They’ll capture his look
His songs they will sing
As a young Elvis
Most will perform
In sequined jumpsuits
They will transform
Of rock and roll fame
Elvis was king
The music would cause
His hips to swing
And now to Graceland
His fans come to see
The home he’d bequeath
For you and for me
Elvis imposters
His image you share
Of a great entertainer
When you are there
By, Randee Saber
11/26/08
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