The Spoonbill Generator

Sometimes Enough Makes Sense

The trampled multitude are free - [fester]

And the unwashed masses are half price - yes, half price - for one day only! [Ethetran]

The enlightened few will be saved [Beefy ]

And the unenlightened hordes will be drawn, quartered, and fed to yippy lapdogs [Karin]

So mote it be [Beefy ]

Thus, until the eternal architect himself [Apsley]

Striding disconsolate across the nether waste [loaf]

Raises one creative hand [Irene]

To drown anew the frothing horde [Grayman]

We shall toil on about our daily round without thought of devastation to come [Beefy ]

Contributors: fester, Ethetran, Beefy, Karin, Apsley, loaf, Irene, Grayman.
Poem finished: 19th February 2004 by Anon..