Best Fink Poems

Rat Fink In the Family

How much do they know
Who are the blabbers
Who are the rat finks
It is my sister
Could bro be that low?

Is a rumor
A blatant lie
Fabrication
I start to yell

People laugh
Relatives
At outburst

Sheepish
I look
Downward

Sad...

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Categories: fink, environment,
Form: Diminished Hexaverse

Barton Fink

Don’t abuse your muse
She can dry you out
Don’t abuse your muse
She will scream and shout
Don’t abuse your muse
You’ll find no way out
Don’t abuse your muse
Even if you doubt
Don’t abuse your muse
Writing every night
Don’t abuse your muse
Thinking that it’s right
Don’t abuse your muse
Betting that’s the way
Don’t...

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Categories: fink, imagination, abuse,
Form: Rhyme