The Spoonbill Generator

Quicksand in My Tush

You're my special Dalek [loaf]

You exterminate my fears [N]

Your yelp infests my ears [loaf]

Inside my spinning Tardis [N]

Hanging near my scarf [K8]

I sometimes have to barf [F]

I travel to the future [N]

Just to get beneath her [K8]

She's floating in the aether [N]

Contributors: loaf, N, K8, F.
Poem finished: 22nd September 2003.