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Measure for Measure

Ink Ankh

This is an ink ankh
Hidden in a think tank
You’ll need to walk the pink plank
To open any doors.

Come to the dank brink
Listen to the clank clink
Wait for the rank stink
Jump and wait for more.

You’re swimming in the think tank
You’re think you’re going to sink frank-
-ly, looking for a link, blank-
-ly, diving to the floor.

A chink for the ankh,
A wink and a clank.

A prank then a drink.

The ink ankh stank.


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9 thoughts on “Ink Ankh

  1. Scotstig on said:

    A mink steals the ink ankh
    Finds a cliff, teeters on the brink

    His handler, Hank shouts from the sink bank
    Brings the mink from the cliff bank

    He says this “This makes my head clank, blank”
    Drops some aspirin in a glass,
    Plink, Plink……..

  2. I love playful poems like this. ‘Ink Ankh’ – riches for the tongue.

  3. theotheri on said:

    Are you sure you want to be a novelist and not a poet?

  4. More fun than Dr. Seusse! 😀

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