![]() LIVERPOOL RAMBLE; THE MUSICALA Poem by angel![]() Another dip in the 'Pool, this time with a musical bent; this is something I learned from Svivid![]()
I've always wanted to see Liverpool firsthand, but have to be satisfied with hearing about it from friends and family.
Never one to be discouraged, I am pretending to be there, on a busy street corner, listening to the people passing by... The first person to pass is the famous MAGGIE MAE. She's on the way over to PENNY LANE, to see WHAT GOES ON with that DEAR PRUDENCE, SEXY SADIE, POLYTHENE PAM, and DIZZY MISS LIZZIE, over at the local brothel, YOU'VE GOT TO HIDE YOUR LOVE AWAY. You know, the one over on BLUE JAY WAY, right where it edges up to NORWEGIAN WOOD.it's run by LADY MADONNA. it's right by the OCTOPUS' GARDEN tea room. YES, IT IS number nine hundred and ten; THE ONE AFTER 909. "Oh! DARLING," says LOVELY RITA, as she opened the door,"Come in; I've never been so glad to see anyone IN MY LIFE! i'VE GOT A FEELING that IT WON'T BE LONG till we start making some MONEY." "i need SOMETHING," said ANOTHER GIRL, who had just come over. "I really fear that I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN BETTER. BOYS are always saying things to me, like, 'I WANNA BE YOUR MAN,' 'I NEED YOU', and 'I WANNA HOLD YOUR HAND.' Just YESTERDAY, SOME OTHER GUY asked me to go to KANSAS CITY with him. He fooled me once, but NOT A SECOND TIME." "i'm going on a MAGICAL MYSTERY TOUR," confided JULIA, as SHE CAME IN THROUGH THE BATHROOM WINDOW in a YELLOW SUBMARINE. "YOU CAN'T DO THAT," the SUN KING said, crossly. "TELL ME WHY," demanded HER MAJESTY. 'BECAUSE," replied a PAPERBACK WRITER who had wandered in from down THE LONG AND WINDING ROAD, "I DON'T WANT TO SPOIL THE PARTY, but I'M SO TIRED... I should be FIXING A HOLE, but it's been A HARD DAYS' NIGHT. He drifted into GOLDEN SLUMBERS, and when the ladies tried shaking him awake, he just muttered, "DON'T BOTHER ME; I'M ONLY SLEEPING." "GOOD MORNING, GOOD MORNING," sang the ladies, but to no avail. OB-LA-DI, OB-LA-DA," they chorused, but he just lay there like an OLD BROWN SHOE. "GOOD NIGHT," they finally told him. "LET IT BE", he mumbled. "I'M DOWN...
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5 Reviews Added on September 18, 2018 Last Updated on September 20, 2018 Author![]() angelStaffordSprings, CTAboutage 65 sex f writing since age 25, now a 65 year old who is wheelchair bound, but has lived a rich, full life and has a lot to THAY.Fans of John Irving's THE WORLD ACCORDING TO GARP should get that.. more..Writing
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