Hello! And how are you today? Good? Yes? No? In-between? Rather not say? Keeping it a secret? It's a mystery? I myself am fighting an awful cold so bad I spent the whole day yesterday sleeping, and while my prescription refill got resolved last week, the doc who prescribed it is hinting he doesn't want to keep prescribing it for me. (Just what I need, yet another battle.) Anyway, let's forget about all that for a while and enjoy some more Babelfishing poetry, where I take song lyrics, run them through an on-line translator such as (but not necessarily) Babelfish, poke and prod the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.
This week's song, chosen at random, is the traditional American folk song "Bury Me Not on the Lone Prairie" (listen to Johnny Cash's version of it here, or watch video of husband and wife duo of Natalya Zoe Weinstein and John Cloyd Miller's a capella performance here, or catch Bugs Bunny's rendition of it here). Enjoy.
Cowboys Wander Around
Just bury me in the desert.
And the howl of wolves sharpening of many free.
In my grave.
Cowboys wander around.
It's a sign where you lie!
The crowd rose in a hurry to the handle shop.
God save the spirit of prayer.