Short Fink Poems

fack
feck
fink
fock
funk...

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whistleblower
a fink is a fink
or are they heroes now?...

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Think Mom dumb?
Fear makes numb!
Fink Cupid's arrow
Fly like sparrow
Why succomb?...

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he let us wink
and blink
a mind to think
he is not fink
he is the one to trust
he can over power lust
GOD MADE US...

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Bink and Dink took a bath in the sink
And then went skating on an ice rink
Bink met a girl
Gave her a whirl
Whilst Dink became the very first fink!...

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Thy face shall be printed on book
Where thou shall face at least one rook
Tapping its spit in black stamped ink
On pages of some fabled fink
All for some mild error ‘he’ took...

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What makes a man a man do you think
Big muscles and hairy armpits that don't stink
But really beyond all that
Humor needs to hatch
Nothing compares to this standup fink...

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What makes a man a man do you think
Big muscles and hairy armpits that don't stink
But really beyond all that
Humor needs to hatch
Nothing compares to this standup fink...

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Wildlife 31

An terribly nosey young plover,
Thought of things that he'd like to discover,
So he sat on the shore,
'Til his butt was quite sore,
Then decided "I don't 'fink I'll bovver!'...

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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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~ ROCK THE BOAT ~

    Melody:  Rock-a-bye, Baby


     Rock the boat, baby
        about climate change
     When Greenland melts
        your elders you'll blame

     As shorelines erode
        and port cities sink
     They'll shame Greta Thunberg
        and call her a fink...

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Today I’m a blob
a slob
a glob
a perturbed mob hob
don’t ask me what it means
you will be peter fink snob
you’re ugly and spoiled
and it’s not your business you see,
so get away and stop pestering me.
today I’m a blob, a snob, a glob, 
a perturbed mob hob.
uglier and more surly than
a spilled kernel of a sassy
Iowan corn cob....

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Starkle, starkle, little twink, 
"Who the hell are you?" I think. 
I'm not under what you'd call 
The alcofluence of incohol. 
I'm just a little slort of sheep, 
I'm not drunk like thinkle peep. 
It's true: I don't know quite who is me yet, 
(The drunker I stand here the longer I get!)
So give me one more fink to drill my cup, 
'Cause I got all day sober to Sunday up.

*Inspired by "Spoonerisms"...

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There's no armour for karma,
hurt her it harms ya,
playing between two
then karma gets you,
make a mug of a mate as well
all 3 see you fail.

so long mothermuffer farewell

fink i'm fic
yes you prick,
living on steroids 
always annoyed
doing my head in
now you're inside
your life is destroyed,

but say thank you shall I
for the party supply
all 3 of us hate you 
and hope you die,

so long mothermuffer goodbye...

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Lemonhead

Lemonhead your taste
is too sour to my  tongue,
Your lemon zest has the power to
twist and contort my full pouty lips,
to pucker-up like two crooked lines of an
equal sign.

You’re a liar, a fink, a worthlessly fake
human being. If I could smell you,
your odor would stink
and repulse me.

No wonder you cower in your dark corner,
sucking your red throbbing thumb.

You are nothing but
a useless lemonhead,
no one cares to eat....

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Sip the milk
To have a think
Stop the drink 
To have a link

One tiny flick
Would make u blink
A risk to make ship sink
And Water would take d place of ink 

Black is bad otherwise is pink
With reasoning,solutions might clink
Larry beryl's nt a Fink
He's smooth like a skating Rink

I drank to think
To isolate the stink 
And it yielded a wink
Brain,body and drink had to sync 

A pure drink, A fruitful think
All for me in ma golden zinc...

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Hollyhock princess leans on a mushroom to flirt.
The mushroom is bashful, he hides a bit in the dirt.
What is her name? whispers his interested cousin McWhirt.
Not sure, says the mushroom, but she is drooling on my shirt.

She can drool on my shirt anytime McWhirt says with a wink.
She can uproot me, scrub me, and plunk me down in a sink.
I am going to give her full eye contact until I see her blink.
princess did not notice at all, she had fallen in love with a frog named Fink....

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mr and mrs merlin meow the sixteenth were on the brink
of letting Kansas City High Society know what they think.
the star put their photo on the front page with a link.
each of them dressed to the nines, holding their favorite drink.

those two do not think that their prissy litter boxes stink!
sniffed their gardener, a put-upon python wearing bright pink.
look at her, she’s such a back-stabber, a gossip, a fink!
yelled his wife Priscilla, with a sassy sashay and a slippery slink....

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