The Spoonbill Generator

Liquid Never Flinches

So plaintively you ask if this [erie]

is all there is [rótb]

to do [Kansas Sam]

You proffer both your cheeks to kiss [Beefy]

yet I am liquid [Apsley]

poo [Ethetran]

or something faintly noxious bobbing in an irish stew [bizzibee]

parlez-vous? [erie]

So squeamishly you shrink from that [Beefy]

vat of waste I [Kansas Sam]

Purloined [Beefy]

Contributors: erie, rótb, Kansas Sam, Beefy, Apsley, Ethetran, bizzibee.
Poem finished: 7th May 2004 by Anon..