Hello! And how are you today? Good? Yes? No? Prefer not to say? Plead the fifth? That's all okay! Because it's Friday! Woo-hoo! And that means 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, change the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.
This week is featured a folk song which became a hit for The Animals in 1964, "House of the Rising Sun" (watch video here, read about the song's history here). Enjoy.
Oh, I Know
House in New Orleans,
called the Sunrise
Lower Number of Partners,
has been destroyed.
Oh, I know.
My mother is a dressmaker.
She said, "Betting Man,
assemble a new pair of jeans, that!"
My father was in New Orleans.
You only have
one body in a suitcase,
and players.
The only time we met,
he was drunk.
If there were
five mothers with children,
I tell you how.
Evil is used to life,
suffering at home.
Well, on the platform,
training another leg to walk,
I would return to New Orleans
to wear a ball chain I have.
My oh my,
a home in New Orleans
is famous
for the sunrise.
No! This will ruin
many poor people!
Oh, I know.