eleanor rigby

“Harriet Harry stumbles home drunk from the bar where he drowned all his cares.
Can’t find the lock.
Falls to the ground, wondering how he will sleep on the pavement outside.
Why is she mad.”

“All the harried people
How do they get things done
All the married people
Can she forgive this time.”

Melody is from The Beatles Eleanor Rigby. A bit o’ fluff.

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