June 18th, 2021

Babelfishing Poetry: "Well, That's A Bug"

Babelfishing Poetry: "Well, That's A Bug"

Hello!  You well?  I hope so; well and happy.  I am weathering our local heat wave rather well, all things considered, with a pitcher of ice water in the fridge that gets refilled often, and a cool damp cloth on the back of my neck.  A cool-down is expected after the weekend, so in the meantime let's enjoy some more Babelfishing poetry, where I take song lyrics, run them through an on-line translator such as (but not necessarily) Babelfish, tinker with the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.

This week's feature is San Francisco new-wave group Translator's 1982 hit "Everywhere That I'm Not" (watch video here).  Enjoy. 

Well, That's A Bug

Are you the road?
But you can
remember that.

I've heard a few of the many
But no, it is not
a great thing to eat.

Looking to impress
my car, my clutch,
I don't remember a lot of what you're doing.
Well, that's a bug.

This is a man, and man put asunder.
This is a non-changing.
Non-function, it is impossible.

No New York, but I don't
in Tokyo, but not yet.
But the province of Nova Scotia, though.

Yes, I know, let me see, everywhere.