Monday, February 17, 2014

Pop Sonnet #160

Silencio is a common theme
Make it look like an accident
And it makes me steam
When blustery days rent

And time is not an illusion of jealous old God
Don't cancel your plans
And do not capture Nimrod
Hard to please all of my fans

Excess can be practical but nor for the guilt
How many times are there
To flee and baptize the hilt
If sermons get hard won they stay in the air

Just don't let your children go anywhere
It's about time to suffer for bears

Pop Sonnet #161

No problem to finish a daily limit
When the sun's in my eyes
Just don't let us down with Missy's ticket
I would prefer my ladies to have meat in their thighs

So practice not worrying unless there's a reason to
Be more relaxed---hard work pays off
If you aren't afraid of feeding us too
Doesn't matter if the wealthy begin to scoff

And life can drift in echoes around the world
Don't put things off
When you know you've been healed
But there is no fricken point to racially scoff

Unless it is a contradiction we have to live with
Just don't criticize the worthy blacksmith

Pop Sonnet #162

So many marriages end in divorce
Stupid bad dreams
They pay for the course
Unless poetry remains to be free of course

Then douse me in oil
And pay for my water
My rep is so soiled
Can't trust in my father

He can be sensitive too you know
He is so good looking
He sometimes steals the show
But my mother's concerned about what I've been cooking

At least I am trying to finish the booking
The apocrypha is too point for looking

Pop Sonnet #163

Be careful to make a G-rated world
When gnarliness creeps up inside
I think I may not return to the girls
That are protected by bullets, I lied

So call Ezekiel, a plan to ride spaces
And keep on paying the bills
When tax season allows A Day At the Races
Keep it to yourself or others have spills

Don't worry, don't worry
It makes me concerned
about the mental illness that hurried
I still have a lot that I have unlearned

Good thing--there's a captain named Bub
There are no guarantees in the rub

Pop Sonnet #164

So date who you want when the problems of man
Turn out to be way problematic
I've got problems with that like Dr. James' can
effectively compose didactic

If you do cast your pearls before swine
Be prepared to find diamonds
There's no point in stepping out of line
When objectives are being demanded

But when my pain comes into my brain
I'll save it for really old age
Don't get upset with yourself over a old tooth stain
And try not to party with rage

Or the supplies will dwindle down to nothing
When the church of Heavenly Angel's is something

Pop Sonnet #165

I remember the mountains in Colorado that I have skied
But now I'm a broken down wreck
It still costs us money to pay for the need
So be brave and take a trek

Unless heights are bothersome from Vertigo
a fear most of us will develop
It's okay to stare at the go-go
Unless memories are over enveloped

I could go on for hours
Changing the story
When the fun never ends in the world that is ours
No point in imperial colonial warring

Unless there's a lost race to protect
Unless there's a lost race to protect

Pop Sonnet #166

Just remember folks that when you get to this level
It ain't a road that can be followed down
So fight for your country in therapeutic grovel
And calmly just sit and not frown

Because life is too short to miss all the action
And finally war goes away
Sometimes popularity results in friction
When minds are all here too stay

There is a limit to what mankind can do
Just save all your tobacco for later
I'm enjoying this whole new crew
To divvy up the midnight watchman's crater

How long will god hold back pestilence
What would it take to buy a new fence?

Pop Sonnet #167

Names do matter, but do we want people dead
When love is assured in the practice
Wipe all your memories out of your head
And don't drink milk if intolerantly lactic

Just stop hurting each other by calling mean names
Olly-olly oxen free
Too strong, too potent, too harmed by the blames
Now that, now that you should see

Money never, oh never stops stressing me out
So I decided to be threadbare
Less food stamps are paying for feasts, no doubt
And I'm only sometimes changing my underwear

Size matters, but do not think with your heart
Because there are ways too cheer up the smart

Pop Sonnet #168

If Hollywood would only pave streets in Gold
Instead of worrying about space and place
Then memories of the heaven's collapsing are bold
So finally rest in the stasus

Don't hurt any brains, there's no freakin' point
And voices deserve discernment
I would see any film that is a Spike Lee joint
All movies deserve encouragement

So paper the cracks that slip and slide
Even if you make a mess of everything
I'm testing, oh testing the final nice ride
Even if there's a point of dire breaking

Oh Leopoldt and Hale, can now play along
Because there's now more joy in my song

Pop Sonnet #166

If fancult's get nervous, their leader does too
So let your elder's enjoy life
What makes a town work together, it's new
To trust in your companied wife

Oh friends of the past please don't abandon me
I have so many times drowned in the sea
So if you lack the impetus so probably
Make sure, make sure to work diligently

Agility, stamina, all of the above
Makes videography worth it
Money, oh money, is not love
But it is close enough to spend it

Love one another and no bragging rights
Will calm us all down and stop all the fights

Pop Sonnet #167

When formulas cause way too much fear and panic
Then you'd better be sure what you're saying
Unless adultery brings back the magic
Of forgery and thanks for playing

There's no way to tell if this has never been done
So carefully Eve rides the snake
If angry old men get you on the run
I fear I have made a mistake

Keep writing, keep writing I'm a slave to CalArts
Because they taught me the unders
It is okay to feel pain and that smarts
So go find all the world's lost wonders

Go forth into history, conquer the world again
But the world, the world has nothing to offer my friend

Pop Sonnet #168

Carefully retrace your steps with a camera
Don't wind up dead in a gutter
And don't be afraid when housework's a hammer
It's okay to have a few sputters

When people need food that stand on street corners
Then they may have to seek family
And fight's all die off in the lesson planners
Just try not to get too greedy

Fun is important, to any life style
Pushing it all to the edge
Oblivion and gravity may take a while
So just stay, just stay in a hedge

But even the gardener must clip it off
There is no way to tip it off

Pop Sonnet #169

Doing hard work, is never that easy
So just sugarcoat all your pills
Life can be so full of danger and greezy
It's okay to prepare all your wills

Hold on for dear life, my back just starts hurting
From slaving away at this Apple
Good memories are better for looking round and flirting
and good grief you've found Joy's old sample

Remind us of the good times and of the bad
Never can pay off sins enough
No one oh no one can feel so glad
Until they've called my last bluff

Reading and writing and math go together
Just go inside to get out of the weather

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