Hello! And how are you lovely bloggity people today? Great, I hope. I have been sick with a nasty cold all week and it's been no fun. Ugh. While I convalesce, let's enjoy some more 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 randomly-chosen song, by 1960's beat group Wayne Fontana And The Mindbenders, is "Game Of Love" (listen to the song here). Enjoy.
De La Bang Bang Bang
Who love a man?
Male love, and the goal of our lives.
In the morning, today and always, even in the early morning.
Movement? No, no, no.
Adam, my love, you are going to Christmas Eve.
Morning today, and always too early in the morning.
Sports and bang, bang, bang.
Scheduled in the morning, coming perfect.
All but your father.
Around, I hold the two tight handle.
Love is playing.
De la, de la, de la, de la, de la, bang, bang, bang.