This morning I dug up John Lennon’s grave, I needed to tell him a bunch of people from the internet were outraged And demanded an apology,
Squint-eyed, he chuckled And asked me if i’d ever listened to ‘Jealous Guy’, and Then proceeded to tell me to ‘*******’ Without even hearing my reply,
Given who I was talking to, I obliged And walked away untangling my earphones, After awhile I located The song he recommended and Pressed the play button as soon as it had downloaded,
It was an odd feeling jamming my thumb into John Lennon’s face Just to hear his music, you see The play button was perfectly placed On the bridge of his nose Just under the iconic silver wiring of his round glasses.
4 minutes and 18 seconds passes And i'm left thinking;
‘He hasn’t a grave, he was cremated But at least I found the apology The people on the internet wanted’.