Hello! And how are you lovely bloggity people today? Great, I hope. The skies are less smoky here (in spite of a new fire breaking out to the south). The days are noticeably shorter and the air is cooler. Tinges of autumn color are starting to show up in the trees, a harbinger of my favorite time of year.
And Friday is a harbinger of my favorite time of the week -- 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.
This week's feature, from Anglo-American alternative pop-rock band Voice of the Beehive (one of the best band names ever), is their 1991 song "Monsters And Angels" (watch video here). Enjoy.
Monster Is The Angel Of God
My wife and my children do not have anybody.
In this way, I want to be.
No, Valentine, my pearl.
When you download this,
I always seem to always sing a little girl.
Monster is the angel of God.
Anger and peace for all of us.
Sugar and salt.
In the heart of fire and ice and salt,
monster is the angel of God.
Sort by anyone, I do my camouflage.
This is not one I think I have.
I will try to please someone in the job or company.
I am not always around, it seems to always find
just the song.
Dude, no! I do not have children.
No, dude, I'm not a child.