Earworms

 

Eight days a week

walking on Penny Lane

he had Beatles tunes

stuck in his head, but

under the boardwalk

it was The Drifters.

He never figured out

why fools fall in love

in the still of the night.

 

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Katherine Gregor on Saturday, 16 August 2014 10:05

I used to get earworms all the time but now that I'm older, they seem to be more under control. Have you read 'Musicophilia' by Oliver Sacks?

I used to get earworms all the time but now that I'm older, they seem to be more under control. Have you read 'Musicophilia' by Oliver Sacks?
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