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ELVIS KISSED ME
-T.S. KERRIGAN
"elvis kissed me once" she swears
sitting in a neon dive
ordering her drinks in pairs.
two stools down you nurse a beer,
sensing easy pickings here.
"back in sixty-eight," she sighs
smoothing back her yellow hair
teared mascara smears her eyes.
drawing near, you claim you've met
offer her a cigarette.
"call me cheap," she sobs, "say i'm bad.
say that decent men dismiss me. say i've
lost my looks, but add,
elvis kissed me."
-T.S. KERRIGAN
"elvis kissed me once" she swears
sitting in a neon dive
ordering her drinks in pairs.
two stools down you nurse a beer,
sensing easy pickings here.
"back in sixty-eight," she sighs
smoothing back her yellow hair
teared mascara smears her eyes.
drawing near, you claim you've met
offer her a cigarette.
"call me cheap," she sobs, "say i'm bad.
say that decent men dismiss me. say i've
lost my looks, but add,
elvis kissed me."