The Spoonbill Generator

Reversed In The Wash Of Fortune

Corporation. There we go [loaf]

Hidee-hidee-hidee-ho! [F]

Other nonsense then ensues [Apsley]

Oh catapult of woe [loaf]

Awash in black molasses [asdf]

Mediation counting down [loaf]

With some outlandish grizzled clown [F]

Let the treacle drown his smile [loaf]

Oh let it be a frown [F]

To mollify the masses [Roland]

Consternation. People flee [Beefy ]

Each time the pastor counts to three [Roland]

The Beast, personified, pursues [Beefy ]

Oh dodge its acid pee [asdf]

And vilely-voided gases [Roland]


Contributors: loaf, F, Apsley, asdf, Roland, Beefy.
Poem finished: 15th January 2004 by Anon..