Rhyming Run-ons

Play a prank on my crank while I thank the rank skank at the dank bank for the spanks on Hank the wank that she drank while on your left flank Frank yanks his lank shank blank in the tank that stank.

Bring a ring that stings to the fling in your sling, check my ping, and fling my thing when I sing to a king wearing bling-bling as I cling to a swing with wings attached to a string that dings.

Don't say yuck as I cluck while you suck on my buck in a truck stuck in muck after I fuck the newly-plucked duck with a puck that was snuck to struck Chuck the canuck for good luck, you shmuck.

Flunk the hunk on the top bunk that 'thunk' to debunk the monk of funk who dunks punks with spunk and drunk skunks in his trunk full of junk that sunk in a chunk of gunk that stunk with a misplaced 'clunk'.

Claire's hare got scared by a pair of rare bears and ran away on a dare to share a lair with a bare Liz Phair and glare at a mare, then thought this was not fair and flew back over there with air from his derrière to compare his flair to Cher, eat his spare pear, repair a tear, and swear not to stare as he applied Nair with care to his pubic hair in a chair, wearing no underwear.

The dire friar for hire made an entire liar out of the sire when, to retire, he set his tire on fire with the pyre of briar, then threw it in quagmire.

Brent meant to represent the gent in the tent on Lent but spent the cent on rent with the intent to dent cement to its full extent and then went to invent the scent on his descent to the event before he underwent consent in the vent to prevent a bent present.

Up ahead Fred led Ted to the shed on a red sled, sped to the Club Med, read him tales of dread, and fed his head lead instead of bread on an overhead thread while Jed spread dead Ned on the bed till he bled and said "Mislead Zed shred the widespread med on tread before he wed Ed and fled".

Go behind the stack of snacks in the shack, give Shaq some slack on the track, and smack my back with a backpack of black knick-knacks for the pack I lack, then have Jack attack my crack with a yak on a plaque, while I make Mack whack my sac with a tack and quack.

It's a cinch to pinch the Grinch an inch from David Lynch.

On hash while wearing a sash, Nash was brash and got a rash when, in a flash, stashed trash in her gash with a splash for cash as she thrashed.

Mass was ending when Ted's ass has to pass gas, making the whole class harass goat grass, until their glass was filled with a bass of a nice mass.

Mr. Whipple, please cripple the nipple with a fipple that led to the ripple in the tipple.

The tableau could show apropos that Floe and her bro throw yellow snow at a crow with blood type O and a yo-yo then blow Joe below the Van Gogh like a pro on an ice floe while Bo and Jo sow dough in a row with a hoe, go to and fro with a doe real slow, and stow Mo to Bordeaux for his ho who’s aglow on a plateau even though long ago the beau would owe Poe a foe at the chateau, know woe in his toe, sew a so-so throw, and forego the glow of the turbo UFO to bestow flow to Moe via escrow and then lay low with Marilyn Monroe at the Antiques Road Show.

The judge of pudge may hold a grudge if he has to trudge through sludge to smudge fudge on the drudge who I try to nudge but just won't budge...

You could construe that Prue spew goo in the stew and boofed a kangaroo that said “Eww” and knew Drew could chew fondue for two untrue Sioux who knew to pursue the overdue review as he made brew in a shoe for his debut while you and Rue screw to imbue sploo on the flue and then poo true blue on a Jew with a tattoo at the zoo bidding adieu to Hugh as he threw shampoo on Humphrey Smackeroo who was holding a kazoo askew in a canoe made in Kalamazoo while on a trip to Peru to meet Lou from the Kung-Fu Crew who got the flu and to see the view of a gnu with a hairdo made of glue, that grew taboo bamboo, could renew a slew of Mountain Dew, and that said Woo-Hoo.