The Spoonbill Generator

Frugal Jars Of Mine Filled With Other Piglets

It's a glossary, they claim, [Roland]

But the furthest eye can see [Apsley]

No fandango in the frame [Roland]

And no mango for my tea [Lee]

It's a document pernicious [loaf]

That my well trained nose can smell [Lee]

Full of prophecies auspicious [Beefy ]

And tartrazine as well [Ethetran]

It's a Codex Ajaialis [Beefy ]

Not that you'd know about that [jm]

If you came from Crystal Palace [Beefy ]

And owned a three gallon hat [jm]

It's a map of unknown waters [Roland]

It's mostly coloured blue [Ethetran]

Like the uniforms of porters [Grayman]

In their least appealing hue [Roland]

It's a guide-book in translation [Beefy ]

From Gaelic into Greek [Roland]

Indelible information [jm]

That won't outlast the week [Roland]

It's a concordance, you know [Beefy ]

When we agree to disagree [jm]

In bulletins heaving with woe [Roland]

And the merest filigree [Apsley]

Envoi [loaf]

If poppycock is what I write [Apsley]

The thankful you are not so bright. [Roland]

Contributors: Roland, Apsley, Lee, loaf, Beefy, Ethetran, jm, Grayman.
Poem finished: 29th January 2004 by Anon..