Now, there's a man (Dylan, I mean) who has his priorities straight!
In recognition of Dylan's righteous diss to the pompous Swedes, I wrote this:
Once upon a time their prize was fine,
Feted scribes with wine past their prime, didn't they?
People sob, say,
"Beware, Bob, they're Swedish snobs"--
You knew they were not kidding you.
They gave a prize, for sure,
To some who were so obscure.
Frans Sillanpaa--who's that?Wrote stuff that no one reads.
How does it feel
To ignore their deeds?
The jealousy it breeds?
Like one who dissed the Swedes?...