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 make yourself comfortable. I hope you and yours are all still safe and healthy and are doing as well as possible these days. It's Friday, so here is more Babelfishing poetry, where I take song lyrics, run them through an on-line translator such as (but not necessarily) Babelfish, randomize the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.
This week's song is indie musician and artist Jib Kidder's outré love song "Remove A Tooth" (listen to song here). Enjoy.
A Thousand Chickens Are Ready
I am blind.
What are you doing for those who trust in riches?
A thousand chickens are ready.
In the fall of Umku, a man.
On the contrary, you too want to do it.
Do it yourself,
the wild improvisations raja mentioned.
Then I will fail this, with a dream,
a few months from now.