Hello all! So nice to see you. Come in and have a look around -- the kettle is on, make yourself a cup of tea or coffee and take the weight off your feet. While we get ready to ring in the New Year, let's enjoy some Babelfishing poetry, where I take song lyrics, run them through an on-line translator such as (but not necessarily) Babelfish, rearrange the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.
I feel like wrapping up 2017 with some lighthearted wackiness, so this week's feature is the novelty song "Close The Door" (watch a homemade video of Jim Lowe's version of the song here, or listen to a slightly different version by the Stargazers here). Enjoy.
Step On Him Hard, Amaryllis
The door-windows were closed.
One staircase speech, following debugging.
Stop the speech program.
Yes, Baghdad everywhere.
Function window for function.
And I saw them crossing the mountains.
Why are two kilometers and 100 million words necessary?
He said to them: "Amaryllis, unselfish Amaryllis . . ."
Yiqip, entering into the cartoon sky.
Every time I saw that, I gave him something,
until I walked and became a witness.
Step on him hard, Amaryllis.
The kitchen came and went,
and the Japanese School of Glass.
They go to Pyanora and leave the key,
then out with my knee.
An argument enters my seat.
The building is comfortable but alone.
It's hard to think.
We can act with honor, 10,101,010 Captains, ten tenants! Come back here!
Blockade the window-door, Miyako.
A staircase, speaking.
Stop the introductory notes.
They are really all over the world.