Happle Birthmas, Abbey Road

Once septime a ‘tember, four guises crozzled a road that was abbey. Photograbs were happened.

Forty-five yearns agone today, one of those picturns became albumen covered and held a black disc closely. And if you listened easily, you heard something.


(but not surreally)


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