The Spoonbill Generator


She doesn't like my underwear [Anon.]

I don't know why; it's made of sheerest catskin [Francine]

I suspect she thinks that under there [Nym]

Is the prize for which she's askin' [Francine]

I'm tempted to remove them [Nym]

I don't know why; there's a devil lurking in me [Francine]

If my chances will improve then [Nym]

I will send them back to Indy [Francine]

Contributors: Anon., Francine, Nym.
Poem finished: 18th July 2003.