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Calling Elvis
A Poem by
Pete
Alas for those that never sing, but die with all their music in them.
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et-black hair slicked back
swiveling hips of jello
in a sneak attack
© 2025 Pete
Author's Note
"The woods would be very silent if the only birds that sang were those who sang best." - Thoreau
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Added on September 23, 2025
Last Updated on September 23, 2025
Author
Pete
Boston, MA
About
I love reading, writing, music, nature, God and feeling emotion, not necessarily in that order. To me, these things go hand in hand. My favorite writer is Henry David Thoreau. I think he was a geni..
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