Hello! And how are you lovely blogalicious people today? You're right on time for some 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.
I closed my eyes and threw a dart to pick this week's song: "Native Son" by 1980s-90s alt-rockers the Judybats (watch video here). Enjoy.
Dizziness Is Always A Boy
He is the son of the original, please?
Where is it?
Did you know that?
Where would you like to?
Do you know?
No, I still have.
She is a witch and medical capabilities anywhere, especially, what has happened?
No, I still have high strength,
yet they all have their own combined load.
Dizziness is always a boy, killed 3 curls;
and those who,
free of charge, and the two of you, please?
No, I still have,
in particular, transmission parts.
No, I still have high strength,
yet all of them owned by combined loading.
Some Geminorum
Any Geminorum.
Whatever, you Geminorum.
Whatever your star.
Go,
trigger happy,
go.
Trigger happy?
Go.
Then you will go through life.
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