The Spoonbill Generator

Hunting The Innocent

Just before the doorbell rang, my lids had fallen shut [Kansas Sam]

And I was dreaming of my moose, who has a furry butt [F]

So just imagine how bemused I was to see that beast [Kansas Sam]

Standing in my doorway and looking for a feast [F]

I knew, of course, his fondness for a bagel creamed with cheese [Kansas Sam]

And I felt I had to cater to him after he said, "Please!" [F]

Problem was, I'd polished off the cream cheese ere I slept [Kansas Sam]

When he learned he'd get no snack he stamped his foot and wept [Karin]

Condiments, oh condiments - now, which might please that beast? [Kansas Sam]

As I rifled through my fridge his petulance increased [Karin]

But then I found some peanut butter--hardened, I'll admit [F]

Glad I've got a microwave to soften it a bit [Kansas Sam]

I toasted up a bagel and spread the peanut butter [Karin]

But Moosie, much to my dismay, was starting to mutter [F]

It seems that peanut butter cleaves fast to that moose's jaw [Beefy ]

And so it might with any beast that flouts the natural law [loaf]

My feelings had been hurt, so I reached for my big rifle [Big Andy]

And loaded it with peppercorns - I'll teach the brute to trifle [Beefy ]

On seeing that, he spun around and ran, as if in rut [Kansas Sam]

Then I awoke from dreaming of my moose with the furry butt [smrtypnts]


Contributors: Kansas Sam, F, Karin, Beefy, loaf, Big Andy, smrtypnts.
Poem finished: 21st November 2003 by Anon..