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Babelfishing Poetry: "Dark Love And Pistols"

Babelfishing Poetry: "Dark Love And Pistols"

Hello blog peeps.  How's everything going?  Hunky-dory?  Yes?  Fabulous!  Pull up a chair and enjoy some fresh-from-the-oven Babelfishing poetry, where I take song lyrics, run them through an on-line translator such as (but not necessarily) Babelfish, adjust the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.

This week's song, chosen at random, is Moby's hit song "South Side" (listen to song here).  Enjoy. 

Dark Love And Pistols

Pouring into the house.
Now comes the light.
Pouring rain.

I want to watch the air.
East wind.
I gather my friends and started well.

After wearing all day and night.
And they got here.
Home.  Study hard, now.

I look at a light curve.  The fall guy
then went across the screen.
I will see the light of my body.

At the time of the west,
weapon in hand of, e.g., to walk.
And they got here.

Outside looks sunny.
Where can I find dark love and pistols?
It is in the north.

If she starts to pass, I do too.
All-day wear, dressed in pajamas.
I'm looking for the sun.

This morning,
I hope I die for his friends.
To hell with the night sky.

I feel good. Come back.

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