Friday, October 31, 2008

Oh to be the harmonica that touched Bob Dylan's lips!

To be the guitar strings that touched his fingers. The sunglasses that shielded his eyes. To be Joan Baez singing It Ain't Me, Babe. To be the comb that touched his hair. Oh to be the harmonica that touched Bob Dylan's lips!
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