Hello! Friday, Friday, Friday! Woo-hoo! *fist pump* We made it through another week, somehow. So let's reward ourselves with a little bit of Babelfishing poetry, where I take song lyrics, run them through an on-line translator such as (but not necessarily) Babelfish, massage the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.
This week's featured song, by Big Head Todd And The Monsters, is "Broken Hearted Savior" (listen to song here). Enjoy.
Snow white purple, and a field, and Eat This [*hiccups*]
the last time.
Cold, silky, wet private road, and I,
I finally went out
after the resurrection, when he was trembling, and they came.
People die in the ruins but the heavens and the Earth, he suffered.
WRONG, say they think again, and said love
came in there although, as boys, we revert,
No kind of life, no epidendrum.
He loves his fall flowers, beloved elephant.
It has already closed the handle.
Like love, I'm here now, and at the top, but without a name.
But it was a mistake to be love.
Think again, they say; wrong, love said.
Came there, but as a boy we return to the original
at all times.