The Spoonbill Generator

Singing the Family Song

Simon says, "Slow down, you're movin' too fast" [W]

But those who drag their feet come last [Nym]

So ease up on that pedal, lad [Francine]

We've time to kill, let's go see Dad [Nym]

But Dad was living with a whore [Francine]

They lay together, on the floor [Nym]

And so we exited posthaste [Francine]

We did not linger for a taste [Nym]

And yet I oft will recollect [Francine]

When I'm maudlin or completely wrecked [Karen]

Where went my youth? Those heady days [Nym]

Our family seen through alcoholic haze [Francine]

No-one here appreciates [Nym]

How much our Mother's quiche we hates [Kansas Sam]

"Tho she did charge less than that whore of Dad's [Karen]

Her crust was laced with nails and brads [Francine]

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