Hello? How are you? Hope you're very well, fine, and dandy. I'm on Day 4 of an at-home 14-day heart monitoring test, and it's beginning to itch under the adhesive holding the device on my torso. So I think perhaps now is a good time to distract myself by presenting this week's Babelfishing poetry, where I take song lyrics, run them through an on-line translator such as (but not necessarily) Babelfish, randomize the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.
This week's song, from British indie-rock band Cornershop, is "Brimful of Asha," with an explanation of the lyrics here (watch video here, or watch video of the Fatboy Slim remix here). Enjoy.
I Hope You Get All Five
The economic downturn and the dance
after Saadi racing scene.
To live the morning of dreams,
move me to the end of the light in the evening.
Barbershop on Main Street in the theatre.
All three of the United States, we have yet again.
How to make an easy life or something,
the building of the wall.
Release the people.
Oh, metal flange five.
Solid State Radio Five.
Seven Sir Alex Ferguson.
Ben is talking to be oblique.
Jacques Dutronc expo uninhibited.
Great music batsmen.
All-India Radio Five.
One of the five.
This Key Largo five.
Troy record five.
77,000 part of orchestra.
Ladies and gentlemen, at the heart of the sea, and all of the cushions RPM,
I hope you get all five.