The Spoonbill Generator

I Shall Cope

My, my! All my underpants are gone! [N]

Whatever shall I do? [F]

My bottom is as bare as bare [N]

My arse is turning blue. [Karin]

Dear, dear! All my brassieres are lost! [N]

However shall I cope? [F]

My boobs are bouncing all about [N]

I've been scolded by the pope. [Karin]

Golly gosh! All my socks have vanished! [N]

I don't know how to knit! [F]

My feet are rather smelly [N]

I'm really in a snit [F]

Darn and Bother! All my petticoats are missing! [N]

I feel so naked now [F]

It's actually rather nice [N]

At heart, I'm just a sow [F]

Good grief! All my clothes have disappeared! [N]

I think I have the ticket [F]

To join a nudist colony [N]

And tell the world, "Go stick it." [F]

Contributors: N, F, Karin.
Poem finished: 25th August 2003.