One hundred and forty-nine <br />Of my classmates back in time; <br />One fifty, including me, <br />Never missed a movie, <br />Back then cost less than a dime. <br /> <br />“Jailhouse Rock” of his, my favorite show, <br />And at a road-show, where I sat on the front row <br />Can still see him shake <br />Like a one-man earthquake, <br />Just set my heart absolutely aglow. <br /> <br />And about our Rock “n” Roll King there’s more, <br />Like: Sipping on malts at the drug-store, <br />Or when on a blind date, <br />Or maybe while we skate, <br />His songs none of us would ever ignore. <br /> <br />His wonderful Gospels, those lyrics of gold, <br />He left for all of us to love and to hold; <br />Silent now is that voice, <br />But let’s dare to rejoice, <br />And enjoy his music more now that we are old. <br /> <br />Oh, there were a few others we loved back yon; <br />Crooners as Paul Anka and Ricky Nelson, <br />And when at a sock-hop <br />Their 45’s went non-stop. <br /> Guess I’ll close now and put a 45 on! <br /> <br />Bobby Beddoe; Copyright 2010<br /><br />bobby beddoe<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/remembering-elvis/
