John Lennon - a much publified Beatle



Out of Liddypol came this wonderfoul poem (from John Lennon In His Own Write, c. 1964) that I've been wanting to share with you, my responsible citizen readers, because of the clever and frisky use of the Latin verb "to love."

Alec Speaking



He is putting it lithely when he says

Quobble in the Grass,

Strab he down the soddieflays

Amo amat amass;

Amonk amink a minibus,

Amarmylaidie Moon,

Amikky mendip multiplus

Amighty midgey spoon.

And so I traddled onward

Careing not a care

Onward, Onward, Onward.

Onward, my friends to victory and glory for the thirtyninth.

(Please do not truffle yourself to look for hidden meanings.)