The Spoonbill Generator

Poem Against The Removal Of Divided Teeth

Remember, sir, when spooning with your bill [Francine]

The prints of all who passed this way before [Roland]

And those concatenating later will [Ethetran]

Be strict in their regard, you may be sure [Beefy ]

For value, which we seldom quote [Roland]

For fear of being laughed to scorn [Beefy ]

For fear of hearing antidote [Kansas Sam]

Redeemed against the angels' spawn [Roland]

Recall, madame, when billing with your spoon [N]

The pelts of all who perished underfoot [Roland]

And those that gazed upon the moon [N]

Their joys and sorrows now are rather moot [Francine]

For history cannot be changed [N]

Unlike your lacy underwear [Francine]

And though you think me quite deranged [N]

I really must inform you, I don't care [F]

Contributors: Francine, Roland, Ethetran, Beefy, Kansas Sam, N, F.
Poem finished: 11th November 2003 by Anon..