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Babelfishing Poetry: "Bold Nostalgic Perfume" - Pahavit's Universe

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Date: 5-27-2016 1:31 AM
Subject: Babelfishing Poetry: "Bold Nostalgic Perfume"
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Babelfishing Poetry: "Bold Nostalgic Perfume"


Hello! You well? I hope so; well and happy.  I am neither, but I did finally get my prescriptions refilled this week (in spite of massive mix-ups by both my doctor and my pharmacy and going 5 days without one of the medications), so that is a good thing.  And to continue with good things, here's some more Babelfishing poetry, where I take song lyrics, run them through an on-line translator such as (but not necessarily) Babelfish, experiment with the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.

This week we Babelfish the traditional English ballad "Scarborough Fair" (read lyrics [click SHOW MORE] and listen to Simon & Garfunkel's version here, or watch a video of Paul Cardall performing his instrumental arrangement here).  Enjoy. 


Bold Nostalgic Perfume

We're going to Sikabuluomeili?
Thicken information with bold nostalgic perfume.
Life has to keep me from the heart.
Dice is a big help.

Both branches, he said, they started the purple kambrik.
Thicken information with bold nostalgic perfume.
A good plot.
The future is my true love.

You will find what they say on the web site.
Thicken information with bold nostalgic perfume.
1 week in hydrated Ocean,
you will be my true love.

The name of the guy at times?  Carl.
Thicken information with bold nostalgic perfume.
And like a whole bunch of people who like it,
I love that you can.

Green forest mountain holes.
Eye on the sparrow-crested orbit of Earth.
Bed linen and blankets from the mountains to the children,
wearing what appears to be tons of gold.

Acid, and two or three columns.
Tears came to pass in those days; many people are saying, "Daisy,
"Wenitoiagi," and so on.

Red, this is Inovantis Battle Squadron.
Professional soldiers killed the global system
before the events of the long oublié battle.

We're going to Sikabuluomeili?
Thicken information with bold nostalgic perfume.
Please jail article trivializing a transplanted people.
The future is my true love.


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