Tag: pink Cadillac
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Dreaming Graceland or Zombieland: Double Tap (A Movie Poem)
When you think Elvis was a fraud, a rip off the black man’s voice; – when you finally meet someone who smells like candles instead of gunpowder and whiskey; – who is comfortable with you driving that pink Cadillac all the way to Memphis; – who won’t throw your pink stuff to the side of…