Hello boys and girls, men and women, and kids of all ages. I hope you've all been fine and well? No upsets? No disasters? I hope not, I really do. But if there have been some dark clouds on your horizon this week, perhaps some freshly-minted Babelfishing poetry (where I take song lyrics, run them through an on-line translator such as, but not necessarily, Babelfish, revise the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem) will help cheer you up and make things right.
This week, for no particular reason other than just because, we're featuring the Godfather of Soul, Mr. James Brown himself, with his song "Get Up Offa That Thing" (listen to song here).
. . . Well, what are you waiting for? Get up offa that thang! Enjoy.
I Am Now With Ha!
Aaaaaaaaaaw! I'm sorry!
I must say, now I'm here!
To do this, I'm dancing till you feel!
Get rid of this song, I dance!
It rose from its dance to feel better.
Attempts to release the pressure rises from it!
I feel that to get up and shake it off.
I wake up and get rid of this, I say!
He's now! Ha! Oh, my God!
VERY GOOD! Ha!
Come with me! Oh! Get trendy!
Very good, ha ha!
I was the first stop, ha ha, I am!
I am now with ha! Ah! Ha!
Ohio Player of the Year!
How can you hit the top?
After that I would dance better!
Wake up, work and get up, help!
Stand up for something,
until you feel better, and dancing!
Stand up to the task.
Work up the pressure again given,
and the right!
Huh! I need Hakim's brother,
at the beginning of
a good side to this life!
Clive along with it!
I do not!