The Spoonbill Generator

Chutney Feathers

Without my knife and apron, [Stacy Alexander]

A butcher I am still; [dkb]

I strangle first a capon [Apsley]

And pluck its every quill. [dkb]

I have a massive cleaver [fester]

That's buried in my head [Apsley]

I tried to kill a beaver [fester]

'Til I realized I was dead. [Stacy Alexander]

The beaver bought som flowers [Apsley]

But didn't give a dam [dkb]

He placed them in my coffin, [Stacy Alexander]

And hammered down the lid. [dkb]

They buried me in Cleethorpes [fester]

Amongst a throng of toads, [Stacy Alexander]

I was the number three corpse [dkb]

A tale I've seldom told [Stacy Alexander]

Contributors: Stacy Alexander, dkb, Apsley, fester.
Poem finished: 27th November 2002.