Damning enough, that song was literally Saturday's theme from start to finish, into Sunday's wee hours.
(sonnet #MMMMMMMDCCCXXIX)
O that delicious sense of being to scale Gone from this world! Lost in the realms of thence Fair dreams likeas our folly draws up hence In heavn's keen eye, yet by sleep drugged, t'avail So far beyond this mundane hour's detail That I ne'er heard lo, his alarm, lost whence I canna say, just that twas bliss good sense Chides, whilst I relish that sans, erm, aught bail. Why Ringo Starr's performance of in tour "Act Natrally" haunts both my rising through Th'ensuing hours til even now as twere, I canna guess, but toasting breakfast to Effect found me in serving it, in poor 'Scuse singing "..greatest fool you e'er saw--" too.