Babelfishing Poetry: "It Seems Your Face Is Closed"
Babelfishing Poetry: "It Seems Your Face Is Closed"
I fell and broke my arm on Monday. I have an appointment with an orthopedic specialist in 11 days, so while my arm aches in the meantime, 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, randomize the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.
This week's song, chosen at random, is Weezer's "Dope Nose" (watch video here). Enjoy.
It Seems Your Face Is Closed
Extremely low debt.
That's the tao of heaven.
Sleep.
I impose on you your relief.
Candied fruit.
The burnt offering and the lamb are my law forever.
Five sea lions.
You care about your friends.
In a short time,
with the new power of images,
it seems your face is closed.
Enkidu did not have Enkidu.
Explanation?
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I fell and broke my arm on Monday. I have an appointment with an orthopedic specialist in 11 days, so while my arm aches in the meantime, 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, randomize the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.
This week's song, chosen at random, is Weezer's "Dope Nose" (watch video here). Enjoy.
It Seems Your Face Is Closed
Extremely low debt.
That's the tao of heaven.
Sleep.
I impose on you your relief.
Candied fruit.
The burnt offering and the lamb are my law forever.
Five sea lions.
You care about your friends.
In a short time,
with the new power of images,
it seems your face is closed.
Enkidu did not have Enkidu.
Explanation?
.