Hello, how are you? How was your week? My week has been a long, exhausting and stressful one. But at least now it's Friday, and time to have some fun with more Babelfishing poetry, where I take song lyrics, run them through an on-line translator such as (but not necessarily) Babelfish, goof around with the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.
Today, by special request from The Jan, is Billy Joel's "Vienna" (listen to song and click Show More to read lyrics here). Enjoy.
Hotel of Sentience and Snakes
Children of the club, he is angry,
wanting to be.
But why is it always too wise to tell him?
Where is the fire? Assistance!
Only the pen is the conscience of winter.
The number of values and times.
Whatever you want. You can understand that.
This is an important frontier district, tonight.
Green, but essential to life.
Have your room, Dapol.
But you are wrong, you see.
You know, you know you are the right acquisition.
If you don't know, answer "I am the proud."
Only fools are happy, but do you know that?
The last version of the Hotel of Sentience and Snakes,
waiting for Vienna to notice.
When he knows the truth, you can want something you can't.
What are some of the house (you are steakhouse) to increase my gain?
Start that cheat!
Upkeep Vienna, do you have any questions?