Hey-ho, once again it's time for more Babelfishing poetry, where I take song lyrics, run them through an on-line translator such as (but not necessarily) Babelfish, nudge the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.
Here's The Killers' "All These Things That I've Done" (watch video here). Enjoy.
I'm Dead But I Can Eat Another
Location method according to the
but Infante accommodation?
That is why we will be able
to understand and maintain a few minutes.
I hope you can rely on that I was you, and you are welcome.
Still nothing for me, you know (I do not know).
I want her back .
The story of the first captain of the rifle is not sustainable.
It seems that name,
he killed his love for you and me to end up
in the garden. Perfection? Of course, maybe.
I'm dead, but I can eat another.
Yes, you have to give those people who helped me out,
depending on the level of horizontal movement in the kitchen.
You know, you think you can help me.
Get your bets.
The name and sins of the past.
If you want to kill, war
and all things,
wait a minute.