The Spoonbill Generator

The Interplanetary Concavity Is How Deep

Good Men, our good ship's run aground       [Arnold the Sly Ape ]

Between Saturn's ring and the stars       [Roland ]

Fear not! - a turnip can be found       [Arnold the Sly Ape ]

In form reminiscent of Mars       [Roland ]

Once gimbals have subsumed the root       [Arnold the Sly Ape ]

The scanners (though less than astute)       [Roland ]

Will give the Good Ship Lollipop the boot       [Arnold the Sly Ape ]

Good deeds ... are they nothing but crimes       [Roland ]

When beyond the terrestrial law       [Ethetran ]

We jostle in places and times       [Roland ]

Not knowing the where or what for       [Ethetran ]

Nor even the when; we extend       [Roland ]

Our mit, to a handshake forfend       [Arnold the Sly Ape ]

All forms, as we race to an end       [loaf ]

Good Men, let's try four feet once more       [Arnold the Sly Ape ]

With two pairs of stockings and shoes       [F ]

As we race for the asteroid shore       [Chevalier ]

With the has-beens and the who's whos       [F ]

Weak trochee and anapaest strong       [Roland ]

Will dominate verses ere long       [Chevalier ]

If people don't get it all wrong       [loaf ]

Contributors: Arnold the Sly Ape, Roland, Ethetran, loaf, F, Chevalier.
Poem finished: 23rd November 2005 by F.