OK, boys and girls, Black Friday or not, it's time for more Babelfishing poetry, where I take song lyrics, run them through an on-line translator such as (but not necessarily) Babelfish, play around with the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.
This week's featured song, a golden oldie by the Troggs, is "Love Is All Around" (watch video of the Troggs' version here, or listen to REM's acoustic cover of the song here). Enjoy!
Beginner's Mind, Natural Tin
but I found out it was a knife.
Love yourself, whatsoever;
You know we love you forever.
And as always, I'll speak to him.
In my opinion, this is what they gave now;
guess the reason.
And, my friend,
I can count.
See-thru clusters between village, my
private cross in bed.
Of the people, I am the dogs;
You give me our qualitative problems.
You, me, and . . .
Beside, do what you must,
one per passenger.
Acceptable multiple Condyloma with edited.
Come, it's free national scenic area office.
the overthrow of the government, so doing.