The Spoonbill Generator

Is no-one here to waken me?       [Nym ]

None to read my tomb?       [loaf ]

I've waited here, mistakenly       [Nym ]

Since first I quit the womb       [loaf ]

It seems I've been forgotten       [Nym ]

And picked ere I was ripe       [loaf ]

But now I lie here, rotten       [Nym ]

With scarcely strength to type       [loaf ]