The Spoonbill Generator

Show me not your golden purse, [Stacy]

Show me not your silken gown [TG]

Show me not your cold, cruel heart, [Stacy]

Show me but the brazen crown. [The Agent Apsley]

Taste the wine from wintry grapes, [Stacy]

Taste the mystery of the age; [The Agent Apsley]

Taste the anger feel the rage, [Stacy]

Taste the danger of the apes [The Agent Apsley]

Tell me not of rich men's woes [TG]

Sour wine or faulty robes, [Stacy]

Tell me why the anguish grows [TG]

Sour and acid in my lobes. [The Agent Apsley]

Teach me how to dance the frug [TG]

Soured with the taste of squid [The Agent Apsley]

Anguished brow it should soon soothe, [Stacy]

Rhyming not lest they forbid. [The Agent Apsley]