The Spoonbill Generator

Anonymously the poems flow [Francine]

Oh where did all the names go? [Nym]

Ah hah, I sensed a certain someone [F]

Some business he's left undone [anon]

A mysterium unraveled [F]

An unknown road less travelled [Nym]

A route not often trod and yet [Francine]

The path on which we met [N]

Anonymously the whispers grow [F]

And discontent will furrow [snood]

Who is it? - we may never know [Anon.]

Why worry? what's the point? [snood]