Forgotten Tales

You may wink, makes me blink, I missed the link, thought it was pink, but I am starting to think, that my heart will sink, because this poem does stink, and I sound like a dink. Think I will go for a drink, wearing a coat made of mink, down at the rink, thats made out of zinc. What do you think?

Nah I'm just a fink

dont wish to boast, but i just had a medium roast and toast and got engrossed in a post most wrote by a ghost who lives in the coast.

sound as a pound your hound found on the ground, next to the mound in the compound, bettr be careful.not to make a sound or he maybe bound and wound and you can look round but he wont be found and he ate bagels once

Hahaha

This thread is definitely a change of pace

And put a smile on my face

If others would do us the grace

And add to this space

Perhaps it would liven up this place

I hope thats the case