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Date: 4-13-2012 12:09 AM
Subject: Babelfishing Poetry: "Compost Gone Twisted"
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Babelfishing Poetry: "Compost Gone Twisted"

Hello! Would you like to see some 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? You would? Well, you're in luck, you lucky dog, you!

This week, for no particular reason, the late, great Warren Zevon's song "Lawyers, Guns and Money" gets cross-translated 6 or 7 times, resulting in this delightful mish-mash of semi-coherent phrases (listen to song here). Enjoy.


Compost Gone Twisted

I went to a restaurant waiter.
I always have been trying.
How do I know the biggest cotton textile?
It is in Russia, is?

I played in Havana.
It was a little dangerous.
Laws and penalties and install money.
Daddy, can I get out of it.

I do innocent people,
I'm sure,
between the sum of this rock-hard ground.
And I was lucky, man.
And I was lucky, man.
And my guy was lucky.

Honduras is now hiding.
I think people are desperate.
Laws and penalties and install money.
Compost gone twisted.

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