The Spoonbill Generator

Ovaltine Cannot Age My Kitten

Cracked, but half asleep

I creep

An egg like all the rest

Embryo of fatal charm

In formless, foetal vest.

Wrapped in cyclone, soon

I swoon

Thoughtfully, pretend

Birth was just a false alarm

And Death a fulsome end


Contributors: P, TG, Roland
Poem finished: 30th April 1997