Hello! And how are you lovely bloggity people today? Great, I hope. I myself have been struggling with excessive weakness and fatigue this week (thus no Wordless Wednesday). But I am not too sick to bring you more Babelfishing poetry, where I take song lyrics, run them through an on-line translator such as (but not necessarily) Babelfish, play with the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.
This week's feature is the classic doo-wop song by The Flamingos, "I Only Have Eyes For You" (listen to the Flamingos' ethereal version (and groove to those iconic "sh-bop sh-bops") here, or listen to jazz singer Billy Eckstine's version here, or listen to this eclectic interpretation by Mark Eitzel of American Music Club here, or lisen to this swingin' version by the First Lady of Song, Ella Fitzgerald, here, or listen to a remix of Hi-NRG producer/songwriter Bobby Orlando's dance version with Bonnie Forman here). Enjoy.
BOP BOP Salsa
I love this type of blind.
But you can't see this, or
BOP BOP salsa.
Today's star?
Then cloudy became clear, and nothing is said.
Just have your eyes closed
on the Moon.
But I don't know what seems to be sharp with a bleeding,
his eyes only.
Idea garden, I don't know,
members of a busy street.
It's here,
and perhaps the 1 million.
But they all put an additional blow
in my eyes only.
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