I Was The Beatles

I was never the most important Beatle.
As the third most important Beatle I subsidized my education with packages of oats.
As the second most important Beatle I glamourized myself with mustard and pennies.
As the least important Beatle we choked on each other’s vomit and donated our flannel shirts to charity.
As the umpteenth Beatle I sacrificed your dignity for a telephone call.
I was the polyester Beatle.
I was the pliant Beatle.
I was the Elvis Beatle.