Which I had never seen before
Had me think I should write a little poem or two.
Let me take you down
Coz I'm going to Strawberry Fields
In Central Park
Where I would like to walk
With a blackbird singing
When there's little light
At the end of night
With Meanies running in fright
Because there is nothing
Between them and you
And with the reality of day
Just like yesterday
It's true to say
That Strawberry Field
Was where a band would play
In Liverpool
Which is another place
I have not been to
PS
I've been to Liverpool
And the band was not the Beatles
It was the Salvation Army
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