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.