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As the Red Rose's Fade's from Age still Pressed between the Pages of my Mind,
Faded from Love so Frail my Mind is the Pages of your Life.

1950's - Was the Beginning with Flashy Clothes and Cars!

1960's - It's the Movies you Hated Doing, The Leather Suit that Fit's you like a Glove!

1970's - Was the White Jump Suit's and The Lei's! Those Belt's and Cape's of Many'

Elvis you had Class Born Wearing Rag's. You Grew to Riches, Hair as Black as the
Night's Sky. Eye's as Bright as the Blue Sea's, Lip's so Soft as Cotton Candy.
As you Left the Stage the Electric still in the Air, It's not Fair that you are not There.
The Faded Rose and Magnolia Leaf are Pressed in My Book, and My Memories
I Cherish of A Man Named Elvis Aaron Presley. Yes The King has Class No Body
can Begin to Sing or Act like Him.He was one of A Kind
These Cherished Memories!