October 8th, 2021

Babelfishing Poetry: "Put It In Your Head, I Say"

Babelfishing Poetry: "Put It In Your Head, I Say"


Hello!  Friday, Friday, Friday!  Woo-hoo! *fist pump*  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, nudge the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.

This week's song, chosen at random, is Japanese female prog-rock band Tricot's "Artsick" (listen to song here).  Enjoy. 


Put It In Your Head, I Say

Kill; don't kill.

Mix-up.
You say I have to go home.

Racing always makes me dirty.
It should always be avoided
so as not to fall off.

He said, "Cleavage,"
briefly.

And it's not just art;
I've been waiting for a long time.

Put it in your head, I say; keep shaking.
I get confused all the time
when I bring up traps and pitfalls.

I'm confused.

. . . No?


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