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Elvis Presley (1935-77)

Elvis was King,

he swivelled

his hips, wore

drainpipe jeans

with gold zips,

sang, danced,

pouted, sneered-

You ain’t nothin’

but a hound dog-

Bowed, dis-

appeared. Elvis

Was King, drove

a pink Cadillac,

drank ice-cream soda

in the back.

His Mama said

her boy done well,

Elvis sang

Heartbreak Hotel,

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

Suede shoe.

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