Our Man in Europe, now Belize, Dave Delacroix: "UNCENSORED BEATLES SONG!"
"A long Summers Snow."
...IS IT WEDNESDAY or THURSDAY, does anyone care when U stare into your dirty dish-laden kitchen sink, ya screaming Kids back there? And nobody hears your sigh, the Cats whining, the dog in the yard on a chain; and the Radio-weather R talking about "Happy Days" when it's always raining?
(She's leaving home bye-bye.)
Is it Wednesday or Thursday, she gotta get outta this "home", BRANDED as a Jezabel, absconded, only one suitcase, the age of 33? Out there on the road she picks up a Man -who thinks she's SPAM, could it get better or could it be worse? In a B& B in Sheffield or Manchester her flight cements her grief.
(She's leaving home bye-bye.)
It was Wednesday or Thursday, where does she run to? Those past cold slaps on her face, and no future a-new, but as a GIRL she wrote Poetry. Where did that spirit go?... A Wednesday, a Thursday in her long summers snow. A Wednesday, a Thursday in her long summers snow.
c.2026. Dave Delacroix.
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