The Spoonbill Generator

Again We Raise the Standards of Poetry Crimes Against Humanity

The slate is clean, the ink is fresh [Nym]

The pencil sharpened, too [Francine]

I feel it in my bones and flesh [Nym]

And in my spinal goo [Kansas Sam]

The inspiration starts to form [Nym]

And yet I cannot name it [Francine]

Something tingly, something warm [Nym]

And if obscene, I'll frame it [Francine]

I think I have it! Strike me down! [Nym]

It's folded, pink and furry [Francine]

It looks just like my undergown [Nym]

I'll submit it to a jury [Francine]

The evidence here is plain to see [Nym]

To bats with ultrasound [Kansas Sam]

The muses have been kind to me [Francine]

My riches do abound [Nym]

And so I wish to end this tale [Francine]

So do it now without fail [Karin]

Contributors: Nym, Francine, Kansas Sam, Karin.
Poem finished: 18th July 2003.