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Apr 2017
I can't find Elvis
I have been looking everywhere for Elvis.
I told his ma'am that it would be alright.
I found his teddy bear and returned it to sender.
His blue suede shoes are in his bedroom.
And the pink car is located in the driveway.
The jailhouse isn't rocking
So don't get all shook up.
He 'll be home for Christmas
But right now i'm a hound dog
That can't find Elvis
Written by
Harold r hunt sr  63/M/union sc
(63/M/union sc)   
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