Hello, it's Friday! And I'm fully vaccinated now and have maximum COVID-19 immunity! Woo-hoo! *fist pump* And without further ado, 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, tart up the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.
This week it's Seal's utterly beautiful ballad "Kiss From A Rose" (watch video here). Enjoy.
My Tan Has Survived
Always drive a healthy rich man.
Today I think I think.
No, I don't catch other unnecessary resident, etc.
10:27, other handles are released.
You are my strength, my joy; my child is wounded.
There is no denying that you are a growth habit.
Why dost you come here?
You know it's winter,
It is beer.
You will find a barrenness.
Honey, it feels like you're kissing in a black field.
Oh, apart from me, strangers hear Jesus.
You can use the embassy.
My tan has survived.