The Spoonbill Generator

Morning is Dead

Awake ye slumberers, and greet the day [Nym]

Or stay in bed and hope I'll go away [Francine]

Then risk ye my most famous tickle [asdf]

Wherein I use a silver dull-edged sickle [Anon.]

Arise ye sluggards, now the sun is high [Nym]

Or stay in bed and hope I'll go bye-bye [Francine]

The chance is small, and the price is dear [asdf]

I will blow a trumpet into your left ear [Francine]

Ascend, ye sleepers, break your fast [Nym]

Or stay in bed and hope I'll go avast [Francine]

But beware I am not always nice: [Nym]

I'll infest your mattress with mutant fleas and lice [Francine]


Contributors: Nym, Francine, asdf.
Poem finished: 22nd July 2003.