The Spoonbill Generator

Sausages Stitched Lengthways

The rats climbed on the rising ship [dok]

To glimpse the poop on deck [Apsley]

And duly curled the upper lip [loaf]

And said, "Ah, what the heck" [Erie]

For they were rats of noble breed [Apsley]

With silken gloves and wigs [dok]

Who dined on snuff and aniseed [loaf]

And little wing-ed pigs [erie]

It seemed to heighten their distaste [loaf]

To see the bosun's mate [Apsley]

Impale a maiden who was chaste [erie]

Upon the fo'c's'le gate [dok]

"I say!" they cried, "that's dashed bad show!" [Grayman]

And made him share her round [Beefy ]

Which let the rats still stowed below [Kansas Sam]

Enjoy the crunching sound [Beefy ]

Contributors: dok, Apsley, loaf, Erie, erie, Grayman, Beefy, Kansas Sam.
Poem finished: 29th April 2004 by Anon..