I'm The Oldest Son Of A Crazy

Upon Four-legged Forest Clouds The Cowboy Angel Rides

When The Jelly Faced Women All Sneeze, Hear The One With The Mustache Say I Can't Find My Knees.

Take Me On A Trip Upon Your Magic Swirling Ship.

Whatever That ["transfiguration" By Bob Dylan] Means, It's True That The Poetic Brilliance Of The Early Career Would Never Really Reappear.

I Like Fidel Castro And His Beard.