The Spoonbill Generator

Lunar Love-fest

We hear you're taking a trip to the moon       [F ]

We hear you're not going alone       [Beefy ]

You're taking your skin and that juvenile grin       [Roland ]

And that slattern who lives on Ryvita and gin       [Beefy ]

While playing a rusty trombone       [F ]

We wish you the worst of the weather all week       [Roland ]

We wish you would fall in a lake       [Beefy ]

You're stealing my life, not to mention my wife       [F ]

That slattern whose middle name's probably 'Strife'       [Roland ]

And whose features resemble a hake       [Apsley ]

We know you'll regret it the rest of your days       [Beefy ]

We hope that you'll rue it outright       [Roland ]

You're playing with fire, 'twill consume you entire       [Beefy ]

And that slattern who's taken you down to the wire       [Roland ]

Will book herself on the next flight       [F ]

Envoi       [Roland ]

We know it all, now ask us nice       [F ]

Unless you want sincere advice       [Roland ]

Contributors: F, Beefy, Roland, Apsley.
Poem finished: 30th November 2004 by F.