Zinger: Emotional ABCs
‘Twas a zinger
a humdinger for certain
don’t point that finger
He’ll come, the bringer
Ginger is a dead ringer
a real gunslinger
What’s that you say? It’s a total cringer?
Written by some guy named Flinger, that’s right.
It stars a klipspringer and a binger.
You know the harbinger type, wearing tight
jeans, a swinger if you know what I mean.
No, not a mudslinger, you watch too much
Jerry Springer, get your mind off those jeans.
Too tight, won’t fit a derringer or such.
Hmm, he might malinger; he’s not too bright.
Lazy enough to linger around town?
Possible, it’s a hand wringer this sight.
We need a mastersinger, put this town
on the map, not a minger a pretty–
My porringer? No you can’t borrow it.
My kids eat their ladyfingers on it.
Ring on forefinger
that diamond’s a real zinger
found it by pinger
after the left winger
threw the stinger in the sea
by wharfinger’s house.
That was quite a set of tongue-twisters! Fun!
Thank you 🙂 I got a little carried away…
🙂 Haha! It’s fun to get carried away.
Oh. Love the rhyme and rhythm! This piece zingssss! 😀
Thank you 🙂 I had to have some fun with the last entry. I think I went a little nuts with the internal rhyming though 🙂
Nuts is fine!!! 😀 IT felt like a zong!! 😀 😀 😀
🙂 it must have been!
YEAH! 😀
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Hahaha! What a read! 🙂
Thanks, I was a little punchy and gor a bit carried away… 🙂
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Tongue-twister, brain-teaser. Cool piece from an awesome writer.
Thank you 🙂 It seemed appropriate that the last one be a real zinger! 😉
And a real zinger it was!! You’re welcome 😀
🙂 job here is done then 🙂
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