Nei giorni scorsi è comparsa questa notizia curiosa secondo cui Bob Dylan giovanissimo avrebbe scritto una poesia su un cane maltrattato. In realtà il testo, pur essendo autografo di Bob Zimmerman, è la trascrizione di una canzone di Hank Snow.
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A poem written by Bob Dylan when he was only 16 is being auctioned off
by Christie's next month and is expected to fetch between $10,000 and
$15,000.
The poem, titled 'Little Buddy', features socially
conscious verses about a dog who dies at the hands of a drunken man.
Dylan wrote the poem for a summer camp newspaper while attending Herzl
Camp in Webster, Wisconsin in 1957. He published it under his birth
name Bob Zimmerman.
The newspaper's editor, Lisa Heilicher, held
on to the poem all these years and decided to sell it to help support
the camp's $8 million capital campaign, reports the Associated Press.
"I
kept it with all of my stuff that I collected from camp," she said.
"When I realised how famous he had become, I put it in a piece of
plastic and stuck it in an encyclopedia".
Other Dylan items
will be auctioned off as well, including his working lyrics for the
early tune 'With God On Our Side', which is expected to sell for
between $20,000 and $25,000, and Dylan's 1958 high school yearbook
containing student inscriptions.
The auction is set to take place in New York on June 23.
Meanwhile, the legendary singer will celebrate his 68th birthday on Sunday.
LITTLE BUDDYBroken hearted and so sad
Big blue eyes all covered with tears
Was a picture of sorrow to see
Kneeling close to the side
Of his pal and only pride
A little lad, these words he told me
He was such a lovely doggy
And to me he was such fun
But today as we played by the way
A drunken man got mad at him
Because he barked in joy
He beat him and he's dying here today
Will you call the doctor please
And tell him if he comes right now
He'll save my precious doggy here he lay
Then he left the fluffy head
But his little dog was dead
Just a shiver and he slowly passed away
He didn't know his dog had died
So I told him as he cried
Come with me son we'll get that doctor right away
But when I returned
He had his little pal upon his knee
And the teardrops, they were blinding his big blue eyes
Your too late sir my doggy's dead
And no one can save him now
But I'll meet my precious buddy up in the sky
By a tiny narrow grave
Where the willows sadly wave
Are the words so clear you're sure to find
Little Buddy Rest In Peace
God Will Watch You Thru The Years
Cause I Told You In My Dreams That You
Were Mine
Bobby Zimmerman