The Spoonbill Generator

Our Sword Unsheathed by Metaphors

Rabid was the postman [Apsley]

Screaming in his lair [Surlaw]

For the urgent bell-boy [Apsley]

drunken, debonair [Surlaw]

With Robinson in tow [Apsley]

See the mighty statue [Surlaw]

In the market square [Apsley]

Clavicles akimbo [Surlaw]

Eagle in the hair [Apsley]

With Robinson in tow [(trad)]

A kind of vapid vision [Apsley]

Like the Croix de Guerre [Surlaw]

Jolted up my Gameboy [Apsley]

Useless, yet aware [Surlaw]

With Delamarche hard by [Apsley]

Eyeing up the Stoker [Surlaw]

Lying on his bunk [Apsley]

Smothering that bimbo [Surlaw]

Who doted on spunk [Apsley]

With Delamarche hard by [(trad)]

Walking through that country [Apsley]

Half debauched and drunk [Surlaw]

We clung to the road's edge [Apsley]

Walking through that country [Surlaw]

Without a proper hat [Shipp]

We clung afresh to the road's edge [Surlaw]

Walking through that country [P]

On a broken chair [Surlaw]

We loafed upon the road's edge [Apsley]


Contributors: Apsley, Surlaw, (trad), Shipp, P.
Poem finished: 12th May 2003.