The walrus is Paul.
— Which, that would make Ringo, like,
coral or some such.
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John was the ocean.
Drinking so deeply of life
until Yoko arrived.
Is there a cold-water marine animal that takes itself way too seriously?
Bonus points if it’s attracted to loud screeching.
The walrus was Paul,
Ringo was the octopus.
All you need is cash.
Odo-ben-us ros-mar-us Pablo-bla-di-bla-da
‘Cuz I’m the Taxman,
And you’re working for no one,
But me. (Love you, George!)
So Yoko is an oyster?
Or did the oysters get their revenge against the walrus with Yoko?
And then BP came along and fucked up the oysters too. Then again, gulf oysters are not that good.
Still, it has to be George Bush’s fault. Or Palin’s.
Walrus, coral, & other guys. No oysters (midget or otherwise).
The walrus might be
Paul but that won’t get him back
His stolen blue bucket
My wife bumped into Yoko Ono once on the side walk.
looking for a feather
lost and forlorn forever
Yoko blame yourself
Paul wrote that song one
Christmas in twenty seconds,
Should have just stabbed me.
all we need is love
john was yoko crazy man
algore is stupid
You need something that isn’t pretentious for Ringo. I am not sure about coral.
Ringo – I am sure about – he always seemed to be happy just making other people happy. A decent bloke. And really, that is a good epithet – Here lies (——). He was a decent bloke and made other people happy. And we miss him.
I wish that I would get something like that when I finally shuffle off this mortal coil.
We’re more popular
than Jesus now. As for Paul,
he let you drive’s all.
Strawberry fields.
For… a couple of years; or,
at most, a decade.
algore is stupid
as is yelverton the ra-
cist hilljack skin fluter
Rand Paul had a party at a country club therefore he is a racist.
Stawberry fiddles.
For…a couple of years; or,
at most, a decade.
Or some such, prolly
a snazzy penguin-o
nom nom nom nom nom
I win the bad timing daddy award of the month. My son had been sporting a splendid Beatles mop all spring, until I finally sat him down in the kitchen and sheared it off. The next week he got his assignment for the Living Wax Museum at school, where he writes a report on someone and dresses up like that person. His topic? Ringo Starr.
Mikey NTH: I don’t anyone could top the epitaph that Duke Ellington gave when Louis Armstrong died in 1971: “He was born poor, died rich, and never hurt anyone along the way.”
If the sun don’t come
you get a tan by standing
in the English rain
yesterday things didn’t
obama on the run now
gulags are a choice
Carin:
CLAP-CLAP-CLAP-CLAP!!
I am the eggman.
Wait, that is the Beastie Boys.
I am the walrus!
Finally, skin sags
Liverspotlian blotches
Time ate his watchrus
paperback writer
Barack or Billy Ayers
will you read my book?
That was evocative, Carin. Really.
she loves me yeah yeah
yeah she loves me yeah blam blam
I guess maybe not
Limpet
Here’s your Beatles tidbit for the day: That’s just Paul and John playing on “Sexie Sadie.”
And Carin, it’s “from” standing in the English rain. But I quibble.
The walrus is Paul.
My glass onion he is.
I only said that to be nice.
Sorry. When I think of walrus, only this comes to mind.
I am the egg, man.
Who tickles eggs?
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Comment by Joe on 5/19 @ 4:57 pm #
My wife bumped into Yoko Ono once on the side walk.”
I hope she went straight home and took a vigorous shower…