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, modify the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.
This week's song has been an earworm in my head for the past several days, so consider it my gift to you: Nicki Minaj's "Starships" (listen to radio-friendly version of song and click Show More to read lyrics here). Enjoy.
Deeper Than Ocean Rice Dust
1 colors a standard article.
Leave sea youth ventilators another 26,
other outlined in peace.
More than one PC, deeper than ocean rice dust, Kafr El-dawwar, excellent point.
A good cause, theism hard to make.
Import & export on flowering of our area.
3 PCs, very fond of building discussion.
Any given people, a half-Manda.
Private bowls of light.
Being private, we supply further, many, even allows many, non-full straight running.
One future, Lou.
By the last Primary Desk Association.
Fruit you desire, upon further, many, even
in our private hands.
Stars international flying can ship, means wearing small shoulders, mouth askew.
Bunch of you, hand Japanese special hand, arms.
Give this our upon high.
Our see-thru, coming nursing.
Hobeti, heel bone, hobeti, a self-held encompassing.
One correction disadvantage.
Dated chamber lease this PC on my road.
The positive Chi energy, long-time carrier.
However this, libraries have see-thru terms.
Settling at night, recoil, far, far away during their lives.
Small silky strokes, stars.
Per PC, who now? Muhammad subbed.
Thrust sword now in China with ownership this edited.
Fruit (g) (juice) (fruit) (g).
My last screaming Rina Rina, friendlier than yelling, we day blindness.