Hey Jude, it only seems like yesterday
You saw me standing there, fool on the hill
That long and winding road to a hard day
Might in the end need your bungalow, Bill
I played it cool, four thousand holes to fill
Or fix, cos I’m the taxman, oh girl, girl
Was your magical mystery tour a thrill?
You’re something to this nowhere man: the world
Is at your command. Say say say the word
I’ve got to get you in my life, blue J
We can work it out, Jude, help me, I will
Hold your hand, come together like the birds
In the trees. Don’t let me down. Here I’ll stay
Another day. From me to you, until…
Well I am a Beatle nut so I do get 'em .. boy you have been cramming them in - ... the incident I presume is the one that happened on the way to the lighthouse ... but I wouldn't leave you in the bog, dear dear Tony ...
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for our Beatle sonnet x
Pleasure Jude - I sat in the sun in a London square and wrote that x
ReplyDeleteJust amazing! I swore I wouldn't follow poets anymore... and now I'll have to eat my words! Cheers!
ReplyDeleteThanks Wendilea! Please follow me! Follow you follow me, as Genesis sang!
ReplyDeleteIt is amazing as Wendilea says!
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