The Spoonbill Generator

You are the very air I breathe, my sustenance [Anon.]

So would it kill you to bathe? [Anon.]

I will even give you half a quid and tuppence [smrtypnts]

You are the very image of beauty, my love [F]

So would it kill you to shave? [Kansas Sam]

Your visage has the texture of a steelwool glove [F]

Your voice is like the larks, my muse [baoloa]

So would it kill you to shush? [F]

The conducter is waving, though not at you [baoloa]

You are my everything, my raison d’être [Anon.]

So would it kill you to bonk? [F]

I feel I've been making love with a spectre [N]