New -ork

Forks are carnivore spoons
Storks deliver: bad news
York, a duchy estate tax
Cork the bottle, running out

Olden ancient newer tines
Folded mangy bird-like wines
English fodder for a law
Plugged in dodder fatal claw

Missing Brooklyn, can't be seen
On streets so crowded never mean
Wishing won't be dusty rooms
When you're racing to the tombs