The Spoonbill Generator

Marrying Kine

In this ballet, cochineal [Roland]

Will every stitch reveal; [The Agent Apsley]

Even though the set's unreal [TG]

And no one really has the feel. [The Agent Apsley]

In this opera, vermouth [Roland]

Will numb the aching tooth [TG]

Yet it shan't reveal the truth [Roland]

How could it be so uncouth? [TG]

In this mimelet, eau de vie [The Agent Apsley]

Will be the death of me [TG]

Even though the plaintiff's plea [Roland]

Is lost beneath the Arctic sea [TG]

In this portrait, Geoffrey C. [The Agent Apsley]

That hapless youth [TG]

Who is the very death of me [The Agent Apsley]

Male monument to patchouli [Stacy]

Is dining in Duluth [TG]

In this ballad, Rory Jones [The Agent Apsley]

Will come across a pile of bones [TG]

And send them spinning out to sea [The Agent Apsley]

Farther than a whale can see, [Stacy]

In this epic, Roland bold [The Agent Apsley]

Will catch a cold [TG]

(or so I'm told) [Stacy]

if still unsold [P]

Contributors: Roland, The Agent Apsley, TG, Stacy, P.
Poem finished: 18th November 1998.