The Spoonbill Generator

Any Old Moth-Eaten Universe

This plethora of pickles [F]

Is all I have to wear [Padfoot]

The situation tickles [F]

Like an ingrowing hair [Padfoot]

A myriad of mummers [F]

Hiding in my cellar [Padfoot]

I welcome all newcomers [F]

If they're interstellar [Ethetran]

A googolplex of gadgets [Beefy ]

Stored inside my teeth [Ethetran]

A wealth of dental magic [Grayman]

With amalgam underneath [Ethetran]

This infinite collection [Beefy ]

Of wacky Spoonbill verse [quasi]

Provokes some introspection [Karin]

But I s'pose it could be worse [Grayman]

Contributors: F, Padfoot, Ethetran, Beefy, Grayman, quasi, Karin.
Poem finished: 17th October 2003 by Karin.