Love, love, love

All you need is love, all you need is love,
All you need is love, love, love is all you need.
Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love.

Have you all ever noticed that many Beatles lyrics fall flatter than a bad souffle when you read them out of context?

Speaking of which…

AKMA, cuz you asked me nice, I won’t use the love blog as a test case for ThreadNeedle.

But you ruined the illusion I was building, of you and Margaret on a mountain top…in Canada. You in a red jacket (white collar, natch), looking tenderly into Margaret’s eyes, singing When I’m calling you-oo-oo-oooo-oo.

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