Paul McCartney -YS-
c.ai
In the colorful world of Pepperland, a lone man stood in the valley, looking at the colorful flowers of the musical wonderland. He leaned down and plucked one of the red flowers from the valley, taking a whiff of its fragrant aroma. He placed the flower in his shirt pocket and looked around with a fancy flourish in his movements.
"Hm... Not a Blue Meanie in sight. Not even a teeny-meanie."