Short Hank Poems
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Hank
My friend
Loved my stuff
He died last year
Thrilled to finally go
He’s now with his wife Deb
I thought of them yesterday
I wonder if they read my poems
I think they do; I feel they must
Carton Character Clerihew
12.8.25
Mickey Mouse and Minnie Mouse
wanted to buy a fancy estate house
went scurrying to a corporation bank
found it full of greedy glitzy hanks !
handsome Harry hastily harnessed hazardous hayseed Hank
heightening his hellish heebie-jeebies.
Hank helped Harry handle hordes of high-spirited hitchhikers
heaping a hodgepodge of hocus pocus on Honey,
Hannibal’s handsomest hog
Hank
a Limerick
By: Miracle Man
12-17-2019
I awoke this morning, mind most blank,
Thinking of a neighbor who we call Hank.
With little intention,
He had an invention,
Now his smile accompanies him to the bank
hi-jack my haiku?
Hah! You jacked the wrong ku
You stole a senryu
I hide my haikus
safe and sound beneath silly
senryus such as this
Hark and heed this Hank!
Stealing somebody’s senryu
is scandalous but
heisting a haiku?
holding a haiku hostage?
That's horrible Hank
Barry out-homered Hank
His inspiration? May I be frank?
'Twas McCartney and Lennon and the poem they penned
"I get high with a little help from my friends"
***Hammerin' Hank was Hank Aaron's nickname...Barry Bonds broke his all-time home run record "with a little help" from his steroid friends
Thar was once an old buckaroo named Hank,
Who was very absent-minded and lank.
He told his hoss to skedaddle,
Fergittin' to mount the saddle.
'Twas not the first time old Hank drew a blank!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(c) 2015 All Rights Reserved
There was once a daydreamer called Hank.
It was thought that he was just a crank.
He was labelled a con.
His ideas caught on.
Then he ran all the way to the bank.
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Quote from Mark Twain:
“A crank is someone with a new idea, until it catches on.”
Contest: Write with the wit of Twain
Sponsor: Andrea Dietrich
Placed 3rd
Walking With the Ghost of Hank
Walking down the road one day.when i was joined by a man
He was wearing a cowboy hat and caring a old guitar.
He did say anything just smiled.
As we walked i could hear him start to sing.
The first song was i saw the light.Then he sang I'm so lonesome I could cry.
A short smile as he walked away.
I heard him say by the way my name is Hank
Then he was gone from sight.
Right then I knew who he was.