Pink Ginger
Flailing nixes of cruciform thunks
flunked as badly as the skunk stunk
warbling junk to monsieur le drunk punk
or so informs a crunk quidnunc monk
Ginger got her jack-in-the-box gunk
which went funk and clunk into a trunk
then slunk downward and sunk
away from he who plunks a song chunk
Who warbled and what song was it when
the downward spelunk spunk clinked and sunk
What nixes fixed the stinking rupture skunk
to the libelous brotherly rapscallion-men
Now, Ginger Pink suddenly slinks down to sink
into the drink in her jack-in-the-box mink
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