Hello! FRIDAY!!!!!!!!!! WEEKEND!!!!!!!!!!!! YIPEEEEEE!!!!!!
Whew.
OK, now that I've exhausted myself, I think I'd best leave off the excessive exuberance and get on with this week's Babelfishing poetry, where I take song lyrics, run them through an on-line translator such as (but not necessarily) Babelfish, poke and prod the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.
And fortunately, I have just enough energy left to reach way back into 1967 for Jefferson Airplane's hit "Somebody To Love" (listen to song here). Enjoy.
Red Hair
This turned out to be false.
Life and happiness,
those people?
I?
How do I not want to love someone?
We can see it.
Landscape, dead children and
hair. Red hair.
Snow, snow, because I know.
I'm not afraid of humans, an example,
but your head, baby, I do not know you.
Clothes go out of his eyes.
And friends, babies,
will be considered as a guest.
Would you like anyone?
I?
How do I not want to love someone?
You can see very well so far.
