The Spoonbill Generator

He spent his life in deep despair and gloom
A recluse in a wall-papered room [F]

He lived his life through books and magazines [Beefy ]

His first crush a glossy face in a fanzine [archaeopteryx]

He never spoke, for none was there to hear [Beefy ]

All alone, he shed a silent tear [N]

For all the wasted years and empty days [F]

And yet, never will he change his lonely ways [N]