Hello all! So nice to see you. Come on in and have a cup of tea, or maybe some mulled cider, and take the weight off your feet. You're just in time for a fresh batch of Babelfishing poetry, where I take song lyrics, run them through an on-line translator such as (but not necessarily) Babelfish, massage the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.
This week it's The Beatles' iconic song "Let It Be" (watch video here, or for giggles, watch the Sesame Street "Letter B" video here). Enjoy.
The Wisdom Of Horses
Problem occurred a few years ago.
Virgin Mary comes to me.
Speaking the wisdom of horses is not allowed.
And in the dark hours I stood before you.
The wisdom of horses let him go.
And demonstration, please.
I agree to live in the world.
This comment, however,
can be divided,
can still be seen,
this comment.
Evening,
and clouds.
I have a lamp.
The faith of the future may have been deleted.
I broke up the music.
Mother, Mary, I'll be there.
Speaking the wisdom of horses is not allowed.
No.
Release the child.
Feedback left: "OH."
No.
Of course, he has been canceled.
The wisdom of horses let him go.
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