The Spoonbill Generator

Necessary foreign horrors

I trimmed that lean bazooka [loaf]

But still it hurt my back [Kansas Sam]

I dreamt of love and lucre [Roland]

In shades of white and black [Kansas Sam]

I dreamt of charm-free chalets [loaf]

Agog in Adolph Zukor's Cadillac [E Greejius]

I dreamt of dream recursion [Kansas Sam]

(I really should get out more) [E Greejius]

These dreams disrupt my rhyming schemes [Kansas Sam]

my skills have deminished like food around obese beings [Derik Green]

only the brown, withered core of my body remains uneaten by ravenous time [Kansas Sam]

I dreamt that Condaleezza [E Greejius]

Played me "Truth or Dare" [Kansas Sam]

Whilst munching day-old pizza [yog]

That caused a bio-scare [Kansas Sam]

But Rice is bad for the birds [Derek Tattersall]

Their plumage withers in her glare [Kansas Sam]

(She might take out the French next) [E Greejius]

As she evens out the score [yog]

By staring at French profit sharing [Kansas Sam]

On waking, Madame Bovary [Kevin Andrew Murphy]

Found gangrene on her leg [Kansas Sam]

a necrotizing ovary [Anon.]

French Pox from Rummy's smeg. [Kevin Andrew Murphy]

Since not much rhymes with ovary, [Kathryn Cramer]

We'll have to break some eggs. [Anon.]

When Tony went to Dover, he [Kevin Andrew Murphy]

Sang a sinful tune [Kathryn Cramer]

Delaware's too much bus fare [kevin]

To travel there by noon [ambyr]

So Tony hit the nickel slots [kevin]

But found himself dragooned [ambyr]

He eyed the high stakes poker pots [kevin]

And so war comes too soon. [Kathryn Cramer]

[Anon.]


Contributors: loaf, Kansas Sam, Roland, E Greejius, Derik Green, yog, Derek Tattersall, Kevin Andrew Murphy, Anon., Kathryn Cramer, kevin, ambyr.
Poem finished: 16th June 2003.