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I made a poem about Elvis Presley. (Short Poem)
Elvis was a poor boy,
With the guitar his lovely mother bought for him,
One shiny day, he went in and played,
Before you know it, he was King of music.
Elvis was a poor boy,
With the guitar his lovely mother bought for him,
One shiny day, he went in and played,
Before you know it, he was King of music.