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Aug 2012
40 years of history
Rock & Roll and parties
Influencong both the no names and the great names

Black Country born
Where I bet you met a mean Black Country Woman
Did she hurt you bad?
Leaving beer on your face
Oh well, she could have lived in your garden

I think it's crazy
Elvis, really?
I never would have guessed
Who were you at ten years old?

Later you left the bright boys for the men of blues, good choice
Met the man with the axe that finally chopped away the cord from who you were
You weren't difficult, just struggling
The flock banded together, ready to fly

I'm sorry about your boy
Too young
I wish you could have been there
But I'm sure he knows he has all your love

By the way, I think I like your words the best
Vikings and Tolkein tales mystify me
Oh, and all the ***

How was Morocco?
I hear the sun just beats down on your face
And your eyes get filled with sand
But maybe I'll let you take me there

And from there I'll follow you up to Heaven
I'd rather take the stairs
But don't look to the west
I'd hate to see you cry

By the way, did you know they call you a god?
How fitting in your land of thunder, lightning, and sweat
Stand right up front, lest you miss a second of it
You sure have showmanship when you put on your elaborate robes of blue, gold, and purple

I'm sorry the thunder died
Since you couldn't hear it anymore you thought to teach young minds
But how could you really stick with that?
No, thats's not you
So you went back
By yourself
How bold
But you missed the good old days, didn't you?
Just the thought of when you were kings made you salivate, like honey dripping from your mouth
So for a second you went back to letting the kingdom gather to hear your melodic speeches
There's nothing former about you

I'm so glad you refused to be a joke
Not letting anyone come to the conclusion you were all washed up
Didn't become anyone's show to direct either

Sorry the love is gone though
And all the crazy, **** passions
But you still look good together

So I guess this is my way of showing my appreciation
No, my admiration
For a legend
A king

Thank you
It's very rough, I know
So any constructive criticism is happily welcomed
Caitlin Driscoll
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Caitlin Driscoll
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