Friday, July 13, 2018

Gone

Last night I broke the seal on a Jim Beam decanter, 
That looked like Elvis,
Soaked the label off a Flintstones jelly bean jar,
I cleared us off a place on that
On that one little table that you left us,
And pulled me up a big ole piece of floor,
I pulled the head off Elvis,
Filled Fred up to his pelvis,
Yabba-dabba-do, the King is gone,
And so are you.


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