The Spoonbill Generator

Bemused

How blithely do the crackerjacks [Francine]

crumble 'neath my molars. [Karin]

How noisily the lacquer cracks [Nym]

when at last the floor gives way. [Anon.]


Contributors: Francine, Karin, Nym, Anon..
Poem finished: 18th July 2003.