September 24th, 2021

Babelfishing Poetry: "Go To Bed And Scream On The Floor"

Babelfishing Poetry: "Go To Bed And Scream On The Floor"

Hello!  Are you looking forward to the weekend?  Me too.  I love that autumn is here now, because it is my favorite time of year.  I am very much ready for the hot, smoky, wildfire-ridden summer to be over already, and for cooler, crisp days to begin.  So let's proceed with some more Babelfishing poetry, where I take song lyrics, run them through an on-line translator such as (but not necessarily) Babelfish, mix up the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.

This week's feature, chosen at random, is the old sea shanty "Blow The Man Down" (listen to Woody Guthrie's version here, or listen to a version by the Robert Shaw Chorale here).  Enjoy. 

Go To Bed And Scream On The Floor

Good library, let them know.
Hey man I got it all.
Indeed, I spoke with me, my younger brother, and my cousin.
I visited school for a short time.

Hong Kong power-water, deep, impulsive.
I'll call you back if there are rumors.

First, I used a black tool.
I am an accident.

Slippers, suspenders and gloves.
The chemist is very drunk.

Go to bed and scream on the floor.
I'm sure this will explode.
You can now help the start of summer shoes.
Who says take some time to learn?