The Spoonbill Generator

But Actually...

Although you're tall, and gifted [Roland]

Although your blood runs hot [TG]

My thumb-print on your bedroom wall [Roland]

Is surely no excuse to call [P]

My wedding-veil a mourning shawl [Roland]

For clearly it is not [TG]

So, till that veil is lifted [Roland]

I pray you, stand apart [TG]

And while I trim the black bouquet [Roland]

And clear the foetid dregs away [TG]

So we may broach the Beaujolais [Roland]

Please don't break my heart [P]

Contributors: Roland, TG, P.
Poem finished: 12th December 1997.