Babelfishing Poetry: "Do Not Worry About Round Things"

Babelfishing Poetry: "Do Not Worry About Round Things"

Hello blog peeps. How's everything going? Hunky-dory? Yes? Fabulous! OK, so, as you know, it's time for more Babelfishing poetry, where I take song lyrics, run them through an on-line translator such as (but not necessarily) Babelfish, adjust the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.

So, without further ado, here's Bob Marley's "Three Little Birds" (see video here; and see another cute little moppet here). (I'll spare you the Alvin and the Chipmunk's version; you can thank me later.)


Do Not Worry About Round Things

In the morning he woke up.
I smiled.

Sun rising on the road.

The true sweet songs
of melodies,
pure statement
of my third girlfriend.

This message you know.

Do not worry about
round things, because
every little thing
will be the same.

Do not worry about
round things, because
every little thing
will be the same.


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