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The Park - Elvis was here!

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SIGHTINGS OF THE KING

I see Elvis a lot lately, walking alone
On Spring afternoons across Thomond Bridge
With the bright sunshine searing through the old towers
Of King Johns Castle,
Or sauntering up William Street
Non-chalantly past the Two Euro shop
Oblivious to the perfumed nod of Boots
And gazing idly in the window of Oxfam.
Elvis presses on non too-concerned
That most of those he passes believe he has long since died
And do not recognise the King of Rock and Roll
Solitary, strolling through their town.

The other evening ,after dark
I saw him leave the Peoples Park
At the sound of the Attendants bell
The living legend exited at speed,
And, by himself walked down through Pery Square,
And no one recognised him there.
But he soldiered on
And stopped at Enzos for fish and chips,
While reminiscing about his many hits.
He reached home about half-past ten,
And tomorrow Elvis will walk again
Unnoticed in our midst
And non-chalantly cross the Thomond Bridge
As the sunlight streams
Between the ancient castles towers…

Gerard O'Shea