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The Ballard of Paul McCartney


I remember once when I was not me
I could have been any one of three
Driving around until I hit a tree
Was it Tara Browne or was it me
The rumour was around well before I was dead
And before it was put inside your head
We fooled the masses to blind to see
There were so many doubles of Paul McCartney
My death was so ahead of the times
All the clues written between the lines
Even before I was supposed to have died
No one questioned that we could have lied
The question of DNA was so easy to explain
When - we got another Paul to pop up again
But in the end - you just could not - let it be
This is the Ballard of the real Paul McCartney

Indiana Shaw . . . ; )

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Date: 9/12/2019 6:36:00 AM
Great piece of writing, Indiana. T.J
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Date: 6/21/2019 8:21:00 PM
One of my all time favorites...I am a Beatle fanatic and grew up on their music. Love the poem Indiana...nice piece brother! ~Charlie
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Date: 3/27/2019 2:25:00 PM
hello Indiana Shaw, your poem is cute. Have a nice day my friend.
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Date: 3/28/2019 3:52:00 PM
Thank you - Darlene for your kind remarks - Indy