Bob Dylan redux

ROSIE (counselor): Poetry Crisis Line, what is your emergency?
BOB DYLAN (caller): how many roads must a man walk down
ROSIE: I’m not sure. You may need to ask a roads scholar.
DYLAN: Before you can call him a man?
ROSIE: The isle of man? You can’t walk there on a road–it’s an island.

Poet’s answer an age-old question: Bob Dylan on why the chicken crossed the road

Happy 80th birthday to Bob Dylan!

How many roads must a chicken cross
Before you can call her a hen?
And what is the reason she crossed that road?
And what did she do then?
The eggs are, my friend, they’re rollin’ in the wind.
The eggs are, they’re rollin in the wind.