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’.