The Spoonbill Generator

Sing for Switzerland, Salesperson!

Blue Degrees or Royal Arch, in time, [E Greejius]

The crown imperial; lilies of all kinds, [Stacy Alexander]

Harrovian blazers, Crystal Palace strip - [E Greeejius]

Whose price hath launch'd a thousand ships [Stacy Alexander]

In the flood of masonic slime [Apsley]

That's sure to drown us, given time. [fester]

Set beyond the thirty-third degree [loaf]

In the seventh of the seven seas [fester]

Floats a camel with the hump: [Apsley]

He knows he was a dreadful chump [fester]

Of place, time, fortune, do cohere and jump [Stacy Alexander]

And Lady MacBeth's metre goes into a hopeless slump [loaf]

Twelfth Night seems more the proper verse, [Stacy Alexander]

If you are teaching frogs to curse, [fester]

Than which masonic death is worse - [Apsley]

Than watching herds of sheep disburse [Stacy Alexander]

Ping pong balls to a rabid nurse [fester]

Almost nothing could be worse! [Stacy Alexander]

So don your aprons, simples all! [Apsley]

The young doth rise when the old doth fall. [Stacy Alexander]

There's not enough to please us all, [Apsley]

But there are cheeses in the hall [fester]

They smell quite bad, so do not call [Apsley]

For the nurse with the ping pong ball. [fester]

Contributors: E Greejius, Stacy Alexander, E Greeejius, Apsley, fester, loaf.
Poem finished: 22nd November 2002.