The Spoonbill Generator

Lest We Forge Biscuits For Orphaned Presidents

Mildenhall; I choose to doubt       [Roland ]

Your name. What does it mean?       [F ]

Too many Ls and too few Os       [Roland ]

I don't know where the hyphen goes       [Grayman ]

Unless it lies between       [Roland ]

The gaiter and the gout       [Beefy ]

Sutton Hoo! I can't believe       [Roland ]

They'd name a place like that!       [Evan ]

Too many Os and too few Ls       [Roland ]

It's not a place to do one's spells       [Apsley ]

In sombre witch's hat       [Roland ]

But a site it's best to leave       [F ]

Much Hadham? Sir, you surely jest       [Beefy ]

Mere utterance is farce       [Evan ]

With neither L nor O in sight       [Beefy ]

I don't think I pronounce it right       [Evan ]

And every time I pass       [Roland ]

The brisket and the breast       [Beefy ]

Symonds Yat -- it cannot be!       [Evan ]

I'm going home, for tea       [Roland ]

Contributors: Roland, F, Grayman, Beefy, Evan, Apsley.
Poem finished: 13th October 2004 by Beefy.