The Spoonbill Generator

Trip, 15th August 1812

The sun had scarcely risen when we started down the lane [TG]

Two hundred miles an hour heading for the tower [nomi]

And no man had yet complained, [Stacy]

The gingerbread had risen when I ate it down entire [The Agent Apsley]

Screaming Oh No were on fire! [nomi]

And no one had yet ordained [The Agent Apsley]

The mast was almost mizzen when I tumbled from the poop [P]

Grasping wildly for the scoop, [Stacy]

- I wish it hadn't rained [P]

Contributors: TG, nomi, Stacy, The Agent Apsley, P.
Poem finished: 7th January 1999.