Pop Sonnet #200

Sometimes I feel like a really big jerk
And I don't know why I cannot be
An empty retarded foolish work
Because there is still so much more I can see

So don't be hard on yourself unless you can
There is an object lesson when you are
And hide away the things you are in sand
Try not to wander in your car

Unless you have a place to go
Or no particular place at all
Release the stem so gently flow
And make decisions when you call

Because choices don't have to be as big of problem
I hope there are so many goblins

Pop Sonnet #201

The facts are in, but the data is not there
Like I really frickin care
I just have always liked to stare
And hideout in Paul's Movie Lair

Because the fact of the matter is
There's more to life then pop and fast
Unless the depression sinks in fizz
Nothing is ever built to last

So drain your empty misery
And hold on to the factory
Because is life supposed to flee
When emptiness it falls on thee

Just keep on trucking as far as you can go
And don't hurt children don't you know

Pop Sonnet #202

There's no reason to hurt anyone
It is never really good to
Leave the crowd completely stunned
And finish what is good for you

Because if we waste our lives away
Then problems follow us around
And now I've found a place to stay
It is the Lord's most holy ground

And it's hard to walk with broken bones
Should I just always leave well alone
Stop the sin before it starts to groan
And make the ladies stop and groan

There's no point in having everyone over
Dodging land mines in my freaky Rover

Pop Sonnet #203

The last days of my final fight
Will simply run away
And if it's windy fly a kite
And simply laugh your cares away

But if she ain't a fan of yours
Then simply build it up in fours
Because a tenderly love cores
Will stop all these infernal wars

Because the memory is true
That don't mean that I will catch
Another object lesson's blue
Find time when cease the fire latch

Nothing has to make sense anymore
What the hell are we even fighting for

Pop Sonnet #204

I don't think we need a wake up call
And no one else will do this
Unless we all get dolled up for the ball
When logic seemed to rince

My days are filled with altuist
Unless a dirty trick
Will make us guilt free what we missed
My skin is getting thick

Compunction, promulgation too
Is kind of a worry
Get used to hearing we are through
The value in a tree

So fearsome teams are a total offering
Sometimes the truth hurts like a sting

Pop Sonnet #205

Dance and sing, even when you feel bad
Because time is always wasting
Don't lead anyone on so Grads
Are often enough chasting

Break yourself of magic wands
Unless the magic's closer
And if your children are now safe in lawns
The enemy is dosers

And ride around when the sun is out
You can't predict the weather
Good smells won't stay for ever shout
Anyone can be this clever

So remember all the hopeful tears
And keep on rhyming through the years

Pop Sonnet #206

We're all counting on you don't you see
That children should wear clothes
When they reach the days they plea
Let me be in your shows

So never most too fast or slow
Unless you are at work
And just don't let anyone know
That you are a freaking dirk

Count your blessings while you have them
Just don't fear your own retread
And if the poet's verse is in
You still can wind up dead

I think you are missing the point again
No one should have to go where I have been

Pop Sonnet #207

I may not be remembered for any of this
A footnote in history
There is nothing left to resist
Except a fading dream

And if my memory serves me right
I hear them say 'Oh come on'
Did that distract you when your flight
Deserves to be along

He's coming with us and celibacy
Is far far more sexy
And objects are not meant to plea
When opposites can never see

The less these poems ape themselves
The more they'll wind up on the shelves

Pop Sonnet #208

Not everyone can do this but that is fine by me
When the world returns to average scores
Then that is fine by me
When your hard on yourself you may get sores

There's a whole lot left to heal
The intentional thoughts that we do have
Are spreading mass appeal
And that is why we have to save

An Irish anecdote
For be afraid of the town's high cult
When there is time to smote
And just enjoy all the insults

That will always come your way
I think that thought kills are the wrong way to play

Pop Sonnet #209

Can you heal the whole wide world
Without making us mad
Can you write a movie when hurled
The opposite of dad

Because I think a mild day
Is returning on the bus
And if you are annoyed by lay
It is okay to cuss

Unless the children are of God
then try not to make a fuss
There are nice shoes to be reshod
My hair is gone and rust

So honor each other while there's time
And phone calls are important limes