Hello! Are you looking forward to the weekend? Me too. Tomorrow I'll be attending a seminar on "Crash Avoidance for ME/CFS Patients" at Stanford. Post-exertional malaise is a defining symptom of ME/CFS, and too much exertion and pushing through can lead to crashing, which causes cumulative damage. So crash avoidance is an important skill to learn.
And to keep us entertained for the nonce, here's more Babelfishing poetry, where I take song lyrics, run them through an on-line translator such as (but not necessarily) Babelfish, have a bit of fun with the punctuation, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.
This week's offering, from Dutch garage-folk duo Woody & Paul, is called "Belly Button" (listen to song here (skip to 4:22), or click on the Play arrow below the lyrics, or watch the live performance video on the lyrics page). Enjoy.
The Belly Is Reported
And the belly is reported.
The room seems to have a handle.
Do you want it? And the snake?
Pretty sure you cannot see,
but he tried with the spirit together.
The third button, my damn fingers easily
kill the conscience.
It is what I would like.
A song, or
"Chances are, he is that pain,"
he said again.
Then push the boat and
similar grim pattern.
And you want it and the snakes?
Sure; you see.
But said spirit is trying to lay together.