The old year –
clap your hands! –
like an hourglass’s sands
soon it ends.
Well, that was clear.
Ideas rub you properly
Properly and sportive
Well, ideas
Ideas for me
You rub not the misery
But the snake rubs you
You ideas, you sportive ones
Ideas for me, ideas mighty and beautiful
Huh?
Since I couldn’t come up with something better, I just used the German poem generator Poetron (homepage), which I had just discovered, entered the German equivalents to “me”, “idea” and “uninspired” (which wasn’t used), and the very first (honestly!), erm, poem it gave me was what I then translated pretty much verbatim above…