Hello all! Thank you for dropping by again, it's so nice to see you! I hope, wherever you are, you're doing well and are enjoying what's left of summer (in the Northern Hemisphere, at least). And I hope you're ready to enjoy some more Babelfishing poetry, where I take song lyrics, run them through an on-line translator such as (but not necessarily) Babelfish, tinker with the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.
This week's song, from the film of the same name, is Sheena Easton's "For Your Eyes Only" (watch video here). Enjoy.
Butt-Heads Land Beside Him And Sit By Me
But in the eyes,
can you see me go through the night?
However before the eyes,
hidden, the car is very close.
Great, I am of the vicinity,
the discoloration.
I will never even; I am blind.
Snow.
Otherwise, the only
can be gas or snow.
And now the knap.
I love to leave me, I know.
You gave me the illusion.
On a cold night,
I do not know.
I know all you must leave.
Maybe your eyes are on the books.
I have belonged me; I know I belong.
But I do not read other of you leave.
In the eye,
in different ways, the only.
Passion; butt-heads
land behind him and sit by me.
Otherwise, the only
snow.
.