Every song Bob Dylan wrote or performed can be distilled in a haiku. NOTE FOR READERS: All posts from 2010 to 2014 should be considered out of date. Please disregard them. There are, or will be, new versions of each haiku.
Saturday, July 14, 2012
I Pity the Poor Immigrant
Bob feels sorry for Ignorant immigrants who Ruin what they touch.
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