The Fleatles Poem by David Rudd Mitchell
The Fleatles
Jop, pol, gol and fleago
The best Flea band by far.
And bound to make the big time
Says the Dayflea Star.
The Fleatles hum in harmony
With fleago on the drums
Whilst three sing out Fleas, fleas me,
One goes rat tum tum.
The Fleatles are at number one,
Almost everywhere.
So everybody sing along,
Flea loves you Yeah, yeah, yeah
Tuesday, June 12, 2012
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