The Spoonbill Generator

Plane Of Placenta

Tribulation, fear and woe       [Apsley ]

That's the way we like to go       [Roland ]

To the bonfire of our hopes       [Apsley ]

To a knockout on the ropes       [Roland ]

To the depths of Acheron       [Beefy ]

To the plosives spilt in Bonn       [asdf ]

For we journey to a place       [Apsley ]

Where dwells he whom none dares face       [Beefy ]

Fidel Castro's not his name       [Apsley ]

Notwithstanding Krushchev's claim       [Beefy ]

Che Guevara called him bro'       [F ]

And he, if anyone, should know       [Beefy ]

That a beard'll just get yanked       [asdf ]

Though the chin be sacrosanct       [Roland ]

For our razors have been stropped       [F ]

More than hair will soon be lopped       [Roland ]

Contributors: Apsley, Roland, Beefy, asdf, F.
Poem finished: 1st November 2004 by Beefy.