pahavit (pahavit) wrote,

Babelfishing Poetry: "Ah, Ice Cream Cakes"

Babelfishing Poetry: "Ah, Ice Cream Cakes"

Hello all!  So nice to see you. Come in and have a look around -- the kettle is on, make yourself a cup of tea or coffee, take the weight off your feet, and get ready to enjoy some Babelfishing poetry, where I take song lyrics, run them through an on-line translator such as (but not necessarily) Babelfish, have some fun with the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.

This week it's Led Zeppelin's appreciation of baked goods, "Custard Pie" (listen to song here).   Enjoy.

Ah, Ice Cream Cakes

Oh, yes, yes, yes, let's go to sleep!

Drop-down menu,
and my mother, my dream,
just down the decision.

Well, my mom is.

I am a fool all night.

Well, maybe
I look like I'm crazy,
I know good
and evil.

Everyone, at the door!
I saw someone throwing!

I was an alien,
of course.
I used to like this.

No, it's not in this way
in front of strangers.

Dress shirt,
and the morning
of your costume.

I know it's your night.
I'm going to
destabilize them.

At night,
your mom is a shirt.
Put on your daily dress.

you and I know
the night before will certainly
not shake them.

It is available to remove the camera shake!

Ah, ice cream cakes, for example,
sweet and beautiful when Mom
shows how to cut me out.

Your cream pie -- yeah,
I said sweet and beautiful.
I love the cream pie.

When, Mom? Mom?
Please save me with
a challenge to cut!

Pete chewed a piece of cream.
Sales. Sales.
I have a choice from the drop-down menu,
bottom right.

Pete chewed a piece of cream.

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