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Blue Moon Over Graceland

When Elvis Presley dreamed on high All he wanted to do was fly Like Priscilla's blue moon He ballooned with each tune And it sure made his mama cry!

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Phyllis Babcock

Date: 8/18/2021 7:55:00 PM

He lived life in the fast lane and his last years were ill health. A good write on this limerick. love phyl

Paula Goldsmith

Date: 8/18/2021 11:42:00 AM

What a creative write. So True. Elvis was one in a million. Too bad his life was cut short. Have a blessed day writing away..............

Janice Canerdy

Date: 8/17/2021 12:41:00 PM

Yes, his last few years were very poorly lived. He was a great talent for decades, though. Good write, Rico. Janice

Mohamed Omar

Date: 8/17/2021 3:02:00 AM

He lived unsober and high Thinking he could fly like a bumble bee But he couldn't be He did try but fell and died before reaching sky

Tom Cunningham

Date: 8/16/2021 2:23:00 PM

Junk food and drugs was his downfall, Price of fame I suppose. Tom

Rico Leffanta
Date: 8/17/2021 11:17:00 AM

So many "had it all" without understanding the "all" ......

Jan Allison

Date: 8/16/2021 11:36:00 AM

I wont watch footage of him in his final years such a shame to see how he deteriorated:-( hugs jan xx

Rico Leffanta
Date: 8/16/2021 11:46:00 AM

Elvis chose all his "friends" and lovers, and his way of living, and that certainly made his mama cry!