The Spoonbill Generator

I did not think a coddled egg [loaf]

Would go so well with jam [Ethetran]

Until I dropped my breakfast on the floor [Grayman]

Crack. Whoosh. Bam. [jm]

And in this sad apocalypse [Roland]

Of food fatalities [Big Andy]

A well-known face appeared at the door [Padfoot]

Flash. Smile. Please [Beefy ]

And later, in our clothes again [Roland]

We danced around the room [F]

Not knowing jam and egg had mixed once more [Kansas Sam]

Crash. Bang. Boom. [F]