The Collector Poem by DM W

He has amassed a vast collection
Of Elvis memorabilia.
He keeps it all in pristine condition:
Presley's mint records and glittering costumes;
Golden telephones and mini pink cadillacs;
Golf buggies and other assortments of junk.

And one day he'd like to visit Graceland:
The decadent home of his tainted idol.
For him this would be akin to dying
And going to heaven. Why this obsession?
Perhaps it's because this super fan lives
Such a hum drum, routine existence in Hull.