The translator fairies are hard at work,
with magic wands they change blue
documents into red; the francophones
send documents in blue which the red
Anglophones do not understand; yellow
Chinese and green Portuguese too,
pink Mandarin and sweet Kimbundo
All are fed into the magic translation
machine that changes everything, a
bewitching place of employ, what a
marvellous place where nobody
shirks their duty – except one
small fairy dreaming the day
away – shouldn’t she
Wake up and start churning the
old, ponderous mill of salt
that keeps the world
turning about?
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