Tuesday, 1 September 2015

Beatle Week Poem

The year of 2015 has been full of the best
With over 10 gigs each, bands prepared for the test. 
Losing their voices and drinking all night, 2am gig and yet still playing tight.
Shaking things up by mixing up bands
Guest singers and players from various lands 
Performing the albums spanning various years 
Hearing a song that can bring you to tears
Each of us following the "who's on and where?"
Dancing our socks off and shaking our hair 
Finding the band that we follow all around, 
Could be someone you fancy or it's simply their sound. 
Hangovers are normal and dealt with quite quick
There is no time on Beatle week for cleaning up sick 
A full English brekkie or a simple cold beer 
A hangover cure is constantly near
It's not all about drinking, live music or dance 
There's guest speakers and stalls , most definitely worth it if you get the chance 
Alone or with partner, family or friends 
No matter your status, you don't want it to end 
There's a magical feeling that flows through the air 
When We all get together for a love that we share 
Liverpool is my city , for this I am proud 
It gave us The Beatles
Let's shout it out loud 
But Beatle week is short , I'll miss all you guys 
It's amazing when drinking , how fast the time flies 
Another year over, and it's over too soon 
I'm off to dream land on a Beatle week moon 
I'll see you next year , don't let things feel too bleak
It's only 12 months away - goodbye Beatle week 
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