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Date: 4-12-2019 12:02 AM
Subject: Babelfishing Poetry: "Electric Desk And Home"
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Babelfishing Poetry: "Electric Desk And Home"

Hello!  And how are you today?  Bright and breezy?  Cheeky and cheerful?  Chipper?  Top-notch?  Super-duper?  Bright-eyed and bushy-tailed?  Full of sunshine?  Rarin' to go?  Full of ginger?  Ready to face the day?  Hunky-dory?  In the swim? Peachy-keen?  On the ball?  Up to snuff? A-OK? Copacetic? Right on? Cooking with gas?  Spiffy?  Okey-dokey?  First-class?  All of those put together?  None of the above?  No matter, because, regardless, it's time for some more Babelfishing poetry, where I take song lyrics, run them through an on-line translator such as (but not necessarily) Babelfish, massage the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.

Post-punk band Pretty Girls Make Graves brings us this week's feature, the rollicking "Parade" (listen to song here).  Enjoy. 

Electric Desk And Home

Graduate School of Law.
Motor home.
I see on the road
what we did was the right thing,
automatically, before the meeting.
Electric desk and home.
I see on the road.
Boeing's hectic work hours.
This modded beauty is good, right?

Destruction; easy to clean printing.
We connect diapers.
Building design and production.
The shots!

The shipyard.
Work at the blind man hospital, chasing after sales.
In City Hall, in this case, we have the following:
Grin and laugh.
Tell your brothers
my uncle says I tell him.
Parents say
friends and kinship, and

WRONG; sweep the brush.
Connect the diapers, we.
And we will.
But every night,
tell us.
Construction and manufacturing.

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