The Spoonbill Generator

Wheezing Matilda

When I was old, and on my tongue [Roland]

The mould was thick as gravy [fester]

I felt the sea-salt in each lung [Roland]

And called myself Old Davy [Apsley]

Oh, how I wish that I was young [fester]

And off to join the Navy [Roland]

But now I'm old, and rhuemy-eyed [fester]

My privates caked with fungus [loaf]

I'll have to find myself a bride [Beefy]

From some old maid among us [Roland]

Oh, how I wish that she would lick [Apsley]

That which made the others sick [loaf]

When I was older still, my knees [fester]

Went walking in the woods; [Apsley]

And sev'ral of mine employees [Roland]

Stole all my worldly goods [fester]

Oh, how I wish the day was done [Roland]

And I was in the grave-y [fester]

Contributors: Roland, fester, Apsley, loaf, Beefy.
Poem finished: 3rd October 2002.