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Beatles Tale
Hey Jude, did you see the blackbird down on Penny Lane.
And so that bird can sing,
Get back here, play on your gentle weeping guitar for him.
oh Darling, Lucy, I want to hold your hand,
in a sky with little diamonds.
I really don’t want to lose that girl but can’t buy your love today
Dear Prudence, can I buy a ticket to ride in your yellow submarine.
To get you in my life
And travel as...
Wednesday 8th May 2024 11:00 pm
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