The Spoonbill Generator

Enigma Who Will Someday Prove Secret

Why do you stare, do you think that I care? [(trad)]

I really don't see why you're looking at me. [Irene Adler]

Could it be you that belongs in a zoo? [Kansas Sam]

I want to be free, please find elsewhere to be [Irene Adler]

Go away! - don't just duck - I'm an ace with this muck [Kansas Sam]

I practise at night - having you in my sight [N]

And I'm a fair shot; I'm kidding you not! [F]

So move to the right, you're blocking my light! [Irene Adler]

Why do you sniff, do you think I'm a stiff? [F]

I don't understand why you give me your hand [N]

Fine then, so--let me give you my toe [F]

No, you misunderstand - I'm not after your gland [Kansas Sam]

Run away! - oh, such strife - I have pulled out a knife [F]

The sharpest of steel, with a murderous feel [N]

It can pierce, it can slice--and yes, it can dice [F]

I've bloodlust and zeal - now I'll make you my meal! [N]


Contributors: (trad), Irene Adler, Kansas Sam, N, F.
Poem finished: 20th November 2003 by Anon..