It's a dark and stormy night in August.
We're on the bus from the airport,
heading to the Elvis Death Anniversary Convention.
We're Elvis impersonators, we'll put on a show.
There's Inger, the blond guy from Norway,
Inky, the only ebony Elvis,
Jocko Elvis from Pittsburgh,
Button-down stockbroker Elvis from Long Island,
Mike, the miner with grimy nails,
And 9 more Elvis guys...
including Pansy, the gayest Elvis of all.
The highway is slippery with rain.
The wind is pushing the bus back and forth.
The costume rack keeps falling over.
The Elvis guys are shaking
in their rhinestoned suits.
Oh no! A semi comes barrelling at us
across the crowded highway.
He's lost control and
we're all gonna die!
Oh no! What about the show?
Smash! smash! smash! Smash!
All the Elvis dudes wake in the morgue,
except they're dead.
The undertaker takes one look and
with a fright!
Sees that they've become zombies.
The Elvis Zombies...
insisting that the show must go on.
©Ellen Pepper 2026
Sunday, 7 June 2026
The Elvis Zombies
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The Elvis Zombies
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