The Spoonbill Generator

The Things That Are Caramelized By Moonlight

Imagine there were jungles on the moon       [N ]

Pretend that there were icecaps down in hell       [F ]

Make believe that ships can sail the clouds       [N ]

Envision all you think but cannot tell       [F ]

And swear       [(trad!) ]

That never will you pen your thoughts in verse       [F ]

For fear of waking Doctor Johnson's curse       [Beefy ]

And if your theme leaves other folk bemused       [Roland ]

Pretend that there's a purpose to your prose       [Beefy ]

And so distend to fill a page or three       [Apsley ]

To catch a falling mermaid by the nose       [Roland ]

And swear       [(trad) ]

That e'er you choose to touch the setting sun       [Roland ]

And find it the conceit of Dean John Donne       [Apsley ]

Contributors: N, F, (trad!), Beefy, Roland, Apsley, (trad).
Poem finished: 1st September 2004 by Roland.