January 29th, 2021

Babelfishing Poetry: "Yes, My Darkness"

Babelfishing Poetry: "Yes, My Darkness"


Hello! Are you looking forward to the weekend? Me too. Although is has been raining for a couple of days here, it is supposed to be sunny tomorrow and Sunday. I almost wish it would keep raining, due to the looming drought here, but wishing won't make it so. Anyway, regardless of what the skies are doing, it is now time for more Babelfishing poetry, where I take song lyrics, run them through an on-line translator such as (but not necessarily) Babelfish, change the punctuation up a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.

This week's feature is the popular song from the Roaring Twenties, "Ain't She Sweet" (listen to the Beatles' version here, or listen to the Dixie Stompers' version here, or listen to this novelty rendition by the Hoosier Hot-Shots, featuring a slide-whistle, here, or listen to this version by Mr. Goon-Bones & Mr. Ford, featuring Hammond organ and rhythm-bones, here, or listen to a nicely-swingin' version by Harry James and his Orchestra here, or listen to a funk-ified version by Bernie Worrell here).  Enjoy. 


Yes, My Darkness

Hamlet Thunder Special.
Lord, lord, run away with the crowd.
I'll get you,
Hamlet.

This sample is unfavorable.
Teacher, lord, scholarship of this group.
I can take root.
Is this be okay?

Look at him,
OK?

Is she not beautiful,
the main one in the middle?
I asked secretly,
yes, my darkness.


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