In the convent, y'all,
I tend the gardens,
watch things grow,
pray for the immortal soul
of rock 'n' roll.

They call me
Sister Presley here,
The Reverend Mother
digs the way I move my hips
just like my brother.

Gregorian chant
drifts out across the herbs
Pascha nostrum immolatus est...
I wear a simple habit,
darkish hues,

a wimple with a novice-sewn
lace band, a rosary,
a chain of keys,
a pair of good and sturdy
blue suede shoes.

I think of it
as Graceland here,
a land of grace.
It puts my trademark slow lopsided smile
back on my face.

Lawdy.
I'm alive and well.
Long time since I walked
down Lonely Street
towards Heartbreak Hotel.

- Elvis's Twin Sister

Autore: Carol Ann Duffy

In the convent, y'all,<br />I tend the gardens,<br />watch things grow,<br />pray for the immortal soul<br />of rock 'n' roll.<br /> <br />They call me<br />Sister Presley here,<br />The Reverend Mother<br />digs the way I move my hips<br />just like my brother.<br /> <br />Gregorian chant<br />drifts out across the herbs<br />Pascha nostrum immolatus est...<br />I wear a simple habit,<br />darkish hues,<br /> <br />a wimple with a novice-sewn<br />lace band, a rosary,<br />a chain of keys,<br />a pair of good and sturdy<br />blue suede shoes.<br /> <br />I think of it<br />as Graceland here,<br />a land of grace.<br />It puts my trademark slow lopsided smile<br />back on my face.<br /> <br />Lawdy.<br />I'm alive and well.<br />Long time since I walked<br />down Lonely Street<br />towards Heartbreak Hotel.<br /><br />- <i>Elvis's Twin Sister</i> - Carol Ann Duffy

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