The Spoonbill Generator

No Cat's Trousers

Pelting down the motorway, with my wheels of fire, [Apsley]

I spun out, and nearly died, when I blew a tyre. [Winston1984]

Wh y I blew it I don't know, it takes a lot of puff [Grayman]

And nerves of steel to help me when the going gets so tough [Beefy]

I came to in the middle lane with peaches on my knees [Apsley]

Like a deer in the headlights, I did freeze [Curt!]

When the sirens whined, and the antelopes ate their furze: [Apsley]

And that's my case, your honour, no regrets and no demurs [TG]

The justice seemed not quite impressed with this my little ballad, [Apsley]

So I slipped him a monkey and a bit of salad [Fatty]

Whci he put into his robe, and then rang on a bell [Apsley]

And sentenced me to death, and then a passage straight to Hell [TG]

Contributors: Apsley, Winston1984, Grayman, Beefy, Curt!, TG, Fatty.
Poem finished: 1st January 2001.