Dylan passed the dollar, electing Smokey Robinson as “America’s greatest residing poet.” When Pink’s instructor catches him writing lyrics in the class in Pink Floyd’s The Wall, he dickishly asks, “What have actually we right right here, laddie? Mysterious scribblings? a code that is secret? No! Poems, no less! Poems, everybody! The laddie reckons himself a poet!”

Jim Morrison was rock ‘n’ roll’s poet that is first self-declared.

The text he penned, whether you like them or hate them, have actually forgotten them or live by them, would carry on to rewrite pop music music history forever. “There are things understood,” said Morrison, “and you can find things unknown, and in the middle are the doorways.”

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