The Spoonbill Generator

Nighttime Paddling

The sky was dark, and rain was falling [Nym]

I heard the mice scuffling over who would get the last crumb of cheese [Francine]

Then I heard a tiny voice calling [Karin]

"What the hell is going on here, tell me goddamn it please" [Nym]

The lake was wet, and blimps were floating [F]

The ducks were paddling furiously over to me [Anon.]

Then I saw a midget emoting [Francine]

"Get the hell away from here, I'm busy can't you see!" [Nym (that'll do i think)]

Contributors: Nym, Francine, Karin, F, Anon., Nym (that'll do i think).
Poem finished: 23rd July 2003.