JOHN LENNON
A Day In The Life and then the damned death as December 8th is remembered like a Walrus gone wrong and a bad trip on a magical Mystery Tour.
Those were the days with fish and finger pie.
Saturday, December 08, 2007
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I always wanted to meet Penny Lane
With a portrait of the Queen?
Keep yer Fire engine clean
In my clean machine.
Was fish and finger pie safe sex in the 1960s?
Love to know.
I can say this. I have never been feeling Polly.
If that is safe sex then so be it.
But I did know a girl from .....
Kalamazoo?
And isn't it the anniversary of the death of Otis Redding......
if we are talking Class......
LavenderBluetonge : If you are not careful I will dock your pay.
Class?
Reminds me about arseholes at school.
Reminds me about a working class hero that is something to be.
Reminds me about status and lifestyle and the scribes and the tribes that wrote our lessons.
Reminds me of Germanne Gear and her love for words without deeds.
Reminds me of ......
Class today, as a working concept to mix with action, is a global ting a ling.
Yet class remains and the working class remains - even getting more global as the global gets.
Dock your pay I will.
Well-Otis had it.
She had quality.
Certainly did.
And she regretted only a lunchdate.
I sit under your table.
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