Hello! Are you looking forward to the weekend? Me too. Having received my second COVID-19 vaccination a week ago (with no reaction other than a sore arm), I am looking forward to optimal immunity in another week. So, while my immune system continues to gear up to protect me, 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, scramble the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.
Continuing with the summery theme begun last week, this week's feature is American rapper Cazwell's "Ice Cream Truck" (listen to song here, or sign in to view NSFW video here). Enjoy.
Sometimes We Take Breaks Of Insufferable Gloom
I am only an ice cream truck.
I am cream ice.
One furious lick to melt the harness;
it is your time!
There are four combination perfect scare-dos!
How hardly shall they that have riches again, and said it had been
extant and team.
A large number, I get it!
School arms, on to him, removing 2:35 am.
Discipline milk called cheese-cheeseburger,
part of ketchup chips and France,
when it came in higher.
Where can I find . . . ? Let me see . . . I know: July.
Then all the passion in the race I want to fly.
Sometimes we take breaks of insufferable gloom-pervaded Assyrian context Gabedi car.
Ice cream cake spray bow.
I am Czech.
I want to drink tea, days,