Of Dylan's new album be leery
It's no ode to joy--it's just dreary
Explaining his croaking
is life of chain-smoking
Your ears will commit hara-kiri
When Bobby spreads Christmastime cheer
you will not believe what you hear
His holiday rasp
could be a last gasp
His holiday rasp
could be a last gasp
He might not record one next year
We mock because we love--Dylan's the greatest.
Merry Christmas!
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