Elvis Is Dead
I don’t believe that Elvis is dead
Men never walked on the moon
WWWF was real
Those big sweaty men
Were kicking each others
Asses
Have a piece of birthday cake
You’ll never be this old again
Black and white TV
No fans no AC
Come on Ma
Can’t you see?
Take out the trash
With the TV
Roast is burnt
And where is Dad
He died in 63
Baby Jesus loves us so
The Buddha was a priest
Time goes by and then
It stops
Forging new memories
Copyright © Stephen Kilmer | Year Posted 2013
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