SINGING THE PRAISES OF THE KING ON A WEB.(LIFE & LEISURE)

A poem on one of the thousands of sites on the World Wide Web dedicated to the King: Elvis knocks on my door to take me out for a date. How do I look? How do I do my hair, my eyes? My dress and jewelry, I do not want to be second rate. Elvis is number 1, I cannot be anyway less wise. Into Graceland in his pink Cadillac talking and laughing. We ride on his motorcycle with him in black leather. To the pool to cool off, a little bit of sunning. What is next: I am now as light as a feather. Then he takes me to the piano and sings me a song. ``Love Me Tender,'' then to me only, ``Loving You.'' I close my eyes, I am in heaven. For Elvis alone I long. …