Babelfishing Poetry: "The Judean Person of Pauper, I" Hey-ho, it's Friday and time for more Babelfishing poetry, where I take song lyrics, run them through an on-line translator such as (but not necessarily) Babelfish, futz around with the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem. This week we Babelfish the first reggae song ever to reach the U.S. Top Ten, Desmond Dekker and the Aces' 1968 hit, the timeless " Israelites " (listen to song here ). Enjoy. The Judean Person of Pauper, I When I control because of the pan, each mouth is the arm of EEF in morning. In order to be, the gentleman stand which can give thing and the reputation which each mouth operates for the rising, and the pan during morning it rises. The Judean person of pauper, I. Aah. My wife (or my child), do not be plugged to up. I am left. "Taste," and "As for her," you said; "seen." Your I stay of the thing which is; the pauper is made to arm I, Judean person. Aah. It pulled to up, and the shirt to the pants, which it tears, went. I am splendid and like Clyde. The fact that up is finished is not desired. I think that we would like to end emergency in up, it does. The pauper is made to arm I, Judean person. Aah. That the fuel element becomes calm after the storm. When they are caught, my farm, begin warning. The pauper is made to arm I, Judean person. Aah. I more wonder where I operate. I see the descent and outside, the pauper of fuel element EDF of the can of the person. The Judean person of pauper, I. Aah.