Elvis Presley (1935-77)
Elvis was King,
his hips, wore
with gold zips,
You ain’t nothin’
but a hound dog-
Was King, drove
a pink Cadillac,
drank ice-cream soda
in the back.
His Mama said
her boy done well,
Died too young
Still the King,
Now the angels
Hear him sing-
Love me tender,
Love me true,
Tapping on his cloud with a blue
By Carol Ann Duffy
Here is the class performance poem. The classteacher will work on this with you during September.
The School Kid’s Rap
Miss was at the blackboard writing with her chalk
When suddenly she stopped in the middle of her talk
She snapped her fingers, snap! snap! snap!
Pay attention children and I’ll teach you how to rap.
She picked up her a pencil, she started to tap,
All together children, now clap! clap! clap!
Just get the rhythm, just get the beat
Drum it with your fingers, stamp it with your feet.
That’s right children, keep in time,
Now we got the rhythm, all we need is the rhyme
This school is cool, Miss Grace is ace,
Strut your stuff with a smile on your face.
Snap those fingers, tap those toes,
Do it like they do on the video shows,
Flap it! Slap It! Clap! Snap! Clap
Let’s all do the school kids’ rap!
by John Foster