When Lennon Died

sleeping dreaming
waking waking
speaking how they run
from Light

I’m sitting upon a clover
with 4 leafs — and i heard
I am the Walrus by Beatles

I’m crying

Dead yellow postman with
a letter from Lennon
he wrote it before he was
shot dead — we are walrus

It’s expert text-men
exploring futures government
and religion are egg – men
they cough | what do we do
when love is away? At the
end of the day we’re on our own
and we get help from our friends

Do you need anybody?
could it be anybody?
Somebody to love.

do you need anybody?
Just body to love
and i get by with
my friends

with a little help
from my friends!

:: 923,16,2923LL

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