Disclaimer: I do not own the concept of the Babel fish. That and all other Hitchhikers propaganda belongs to the wonderful Douglas Adams.

A/N: I've been wondering what it would be like to be a Babel fish for a while now so I thought I'd write a poem showing what I think it would be like. This is just my interpretation. Enjoy!

Ode to being a Babel fish

I'm small and slim and yellow,

You put me in your ear,

I feed off of your brain waves,

And translate all you hear!

I know your every secret,

But I will keep them well,

Because, you see, I have no voice,

So I can never tell!

I'm really rather useful,

If you're lost in space one day,

For if you met some aliens,

I could tell you what they say!

And I would not complain,

If you asked for nothing more,

Than for me to help you understand,

Because that is what I'm for!

You may think it funny,

To be a Babel fish,

But I am quite contented,

For it fulfils my every wish!

A/N: Hope you enjoyed my little poem if so please review.