The Spoonbill Generator

Bliss on Cusp

He met her in a French cafe... [Zulu]

One eye was blue, the other grey [TG]

The linoleum smelled of beer while she dried fake tears [Master PQ]

He ordered a cafe au lait [TG]

She sized him up in a French cafe... [Mingo Junction]

She didn't really want to stay [Loaf]

The wind stirred the awning as she stifled a yawn [TG]

And blew his umbrella away [P]

They rustled in a French cafe [The Agent Apsley]

One knelt to woo, the other pray [TG]

A Buddhist monk stopped in to say, [Stacy]

Yet what we cannot give away. [The Agent Apsley]

Contributors: Zulu, TG, Master PQ, Mingo Junction, Loaf, P, The Agent Apsley, Stacy.
Poem finished: 29th September 1998.