The Spoonbill Generator

Biscuitry In Clean Sheets

Mine was only mortar [Roland]

While yours was filled with sparks [skokes]

I had but a quarter [F]

To feed my wife and daughter [Grayman]

While you claimed friendship with Ms. Rosa Parks [F]

Mine was only mildew [Beefy ]

It kept us both alive [loaf]

Until the day I billed you [Beefy ]

For the ultra-pure distilled dew [Ethetran]

While you claimed exemption from Proposition 5 [Beefy ]

Oh, Propositions Five and Nine! [Roland]

How shall I praise your charms divine? [Beefy ]

Hers was merely henna [Roland]

While mine was curlicued [skokes]

And like a steel antenna [N]

Magnetically imbued [F]

With the essence of "sylvana." [Q]

Hers was merely haiku [loaf]

While mine, a villanelle [F]

There may be some who, like you [loaf]

Ride a motorbike to [Ethetran]

The outer gates of Hell [loaf]

Oh, dark and dismal gates of Dis! [Beefy ]

How did we sink as low as this? [Roland]


Contributors: Roland, skokes, F, Grayman, Beefy, loaf, Ethetran, N, Q.
Poem finished: 10th December 2003 by Beefy.