Hello. Friday, Friday, Friday. Woo-hoo. (I'd do the fist-pump but I'm too exhausted.) Anyway, it's time for some more Babelfishing poetry, where I take song lyrics, run them through an on-line translator such as (but not necessarily) Babelfish, get goofy with the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.
This week, for no particular reason, the featured song is the traditional Cajun waltz, "Jole Blon" (listen to Harry Choates' version here, or to Eddie LeJeune's rendition here). Enjoy.
Only The Leaf Perfectly
The best way to follow.
The catch is, you were gone.
We are considering others, yes, and one for me.
What is the Apostles, and in the future, but for me, that I am?
Only the leaf perfectly, you hold me tight.
I want something for your family.
If you listen to the other shopping tips,
you are here with me today.
If you think not, absolutely,
only in our country.
Plug the other end of the spectrum, only one.
God knows I'm good, I have a lot.