It's Friday! It seems like a minute ago it was Tuesday. How on Earth did that happen? It's a mystery to me. (I am mystified easily.) Well, anyway, being Friday, 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, change the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.
This weeks feature, chosen at random, is David Bowie's "It Ain't Easy" (listen to song here). Enjoy.
That Popular Drink Hot Koochie
And on top of the mountain you climb,
bird's eye view the sea.
In other words, perhaps, from youth.
And you can jump from the roof
overlooking the city.
I think that's odd -- twists and turns disappeared in the tricky, tricky fold.
It has. So, is this a problem.
I know him, my good master,
the third Lawrence M. Schoen.
The third Lawrence M. Schoen,
and, at length, not yet.
Sometimes it can be a blind man saying, "Sometimes three."
Happy and full stuttering saturation.
Let me see if he says he loves.
I do not take that popular drink hot koochie.
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You are looking for his reach.
Not any more, your time is
It is easily still easy.
Large will not be ordinary in the sky.