A Return Of Elvis Poem by John Ackerman

let me make this clear as I shed a tear
the king really died in the seventies
but his memory still remains
his blood still runs through are veins
realize he was caught in a trap
some may say he had a heart attack
yet who are we to say upon this day
he took us to the ghetto & streets unknown
got his black belt in karate
made many tender moments and memories with everyone who knew him...
had a thing with Ann Margaret but you could forget that
he had his eyes set on Lisa Marie with a soon baby
But let just say if he was still around he would be eighty two
would he have bitten off more then he could chew
how many more records would he have made
Elvis in the window
Elvis in the theatre
Elvis on the radio
so many tender songs the king sang
let us always remember his tenderness
I must clearly confess
Elvis was always on my mind
what a talent in which he surely shined
love me tender & blue suede shoes
jail house rock a list that goes on & on
we must all realize the king never really did died
he lives on forever in all his faithful loyal fans
until we meet again my friend until the end
A return of Elvis Aaron Presley with much respect