Not the real
thing
They’ll
capture his look
His songs
they will sing
As a young
Elvis
Some will
perform
In sequined
jumpsuits
Many
transform
Of rock and
roll
Elvis was
king
When he left
the building
No more would
he sing
A great
performer
We’ll never
stop loving
And now to
Graceland
His fans keep
coming
Elvis
imposters
His image you
share
A great
entertainer
With a life
in despair
By,
Randee Saber 11/26/08
