Trevor Mcleod Poet Monorhyme

Drink Drank Drunk

It started with a drink I drank till drunk
when I started to wonder if I'd blink till blunk.

As I opened my eyes in a stink I stunk
and I started to think and thank till thunk.

Life beginning to sink, it sank till sunk.
I was feeling the fink; a fank with funk.

With my money going clink and clank till clunk,
I was poor to a plink of a plank gone plunk.

When I thought of a link I had linked till lunk,
come as fast as a mink of a mink gone munk.

And I started to write in an ink gone unk,
just to write down a story in the pink gone punk.

Then I started to slink and slank till slunk,
all from writing a story of kink and kunk.

Just afraid of an ending that I'd flink and flunk
as if out on the rink to rank my runk.

All to make me a trink of a trank to trunk.
I was rich in a prink of a prank gone prunk.

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Ilene Bauer January 5, 2016 at 9:43 AM sounds like you had a lot of fun writing this one, trevor, and i had a lot of fun reading it. maybe i'll be inspired to write my "swum" poem someday, too...

Janice Canerdy December 29, 2015 at 10:49 AM Wow! Love the plays on words, Trevor. I'm a retired English teacher. I could have blown the kids' minds with this one. Janice Trevor Mcleod December 29, 2015 at 6:44 PM -laughing- I'm glad you liked it Janice. I think I used every rhyme that went with drunk. Only MY fake grammar would be found by an English Teacher. -laughing- Have a great day!