Pop Sonnet #370
Rest assured evidence appears all around
Already tasted the dirt on the ground
Can't really tell what is left to be found
If I keep it real, then I would have pound
But it seems to appear in the dirt
The arrest and the seizure of the flirt
Making sure to wear a pink skirt
It is okay to stay on the alert
Kind of feel like I've been here before
Always see lights that dim neath the door
When the bowl pours it leaks on the floor
Consciousness brings it all to the fore
Leave well alone is the best advice
Once in awhile I count it all thrice
Pop Sonnet #371
Don't want to repeat what I already heard
Running around on first, second and third
Just want to know what a poison time blurred
Go out with a bang and in with it whirred
Time to take out what I am feeling is brain
Struggling to go against the fine grain
Feels like a good day to have a light rain
The dogs will swallow air in the lane
Because if you breath a lot it keeps you near
Going to find out if it is old man Weir
Who had a desertion of mistaken clear
And if the object moves too fast, then just steer
Calming down so I don't cause a rupture
And laughing at such a creative puppeteer
Pop Sonnet #372
Invite the pictures into my room
Waiting for the next file of plume
Causing erasers to fly by the loom
Sometimes I fall and I cause a great flume
The flume lets the carbon dioxide escape
Don't like it when I have been torn up and raped
Oh boo hoo the evidence grates
Costs a lot of money to find it in weighrs
Don't mean to be bad, when life is still good
And now I have the best of the food
Whatever seems to put you in the mood
And it is on this plateau that I have stood
Because I fear everything, including these movies and sins
Drool just keeps dripping off of my chins
Pop Sonnet #373
Writing against the wish of my elders
Putting the time on the pipes for the welders
Once I had tried to live in the shelters
Burning so bad that I have lots of welters
Praying the trailer won't end in a fire
Praying that time will make us feel the choir
Of a noisy knock against the muscle dire
Floating on down the empty dream spire
Cut off at the quick, it's a nasty dawn
Watching Kurosawa's film Ran
Making sure all of my debts are now gone
Watch where you are driving, don't crash into a fawn
Because all life deserves growth and it is for you
That is just silly because well who knew
Pop Sonnet #374
Never time off, oh never again will
Play with my mind and soap buds are still
Can't erase time unless it is shrill
Evidence to stay from under the wheel
Laughing at fear it sounds like a gruff
Way to be informed at the time of the bluff
An important jewelry that is quite enough
Don't think I'd impress anyone with a cuff
That takes me down to the last place I go
To dance and sing and put on a show
When contagion is earthly and planets do flow
Taking time out to live in the know
And still I will, still I will offer for sure
Another good vibe and a time to feel blur
Pop Sonnet #375
How many lyrics will exist in the long run
What is the time for an irrational stun gun
Forcing to feel the old times with the most fun
Evidence that this Coney can run
Washing my hands, feels like never quite clean
Open the push to feel frightened at seams
Pushing away the next playful town screams
Finding a way to keep out violent themes
Cleaning the moisture right off of the mold
Cleaning until the day feels and smells old
One day I'll come home with a hacking up cold
One day I'll feel like I should have been told
And count me in rock-dom the survivalist group
Yes, count me, oh count me, into the loop
Pop Sonnet #376
Trouble occurs when the time has run out
Carefully planning on soon fading doubt
Don't hurt people for pleasurable bout
Just keep making love and bring handfuls of routes
For a conniving revenge there is death
Waiting until I do draw my last breath
I had a Nashville buddy named Seth
Caught me in line for a disco ball meth
That can be found if the dangers of planting
Angles are still turning uptight and canting
Angles are renewed by the watch of the fainting
Never use drugs when attempting a painting
Keep your nose clean and your axe to the grindstone
Don't even steal, not even when you are alone
Pop Sonnet #377
Whew that's a close call when tying your links
Don't you know sometimes reality drinks
Into your Lola fantasy kinks
And if you feel threatened you blinks
Because it is important to sing along
And I will carefully bring out the throng
That made a Thai food taste so wrong
When nothing could else possibly belong
And if there is stabilization it is clear
About the same reason to cheer
A checklist of angered old women is near
Because they were just having fun with a gear
And if I get killed for loving your woman
Please oh please keep empty thoughts common
Pop Sonnet #378
Up the score, keep on the offensive
Feeling just ever so, ever so pensive
Making sure that prices seem a lot less expensive
And leaving me up to the negative phony been hence if
You make a mess of your life it won't pay
Finding another easy way out of the way
This won't hurt a bit, the old lie that they say
There is no way to make anyone stay
So if you do run off and leave home forever
Make sure you have the skills that are clever
Make sure you leave behind the famed endeavor
Of homeless for weeks in a field of the feather
Because we give credit where credit is due
Don't really care if your dreams don't come true
Pop Sonnet #379
Actually, I want the best for all men
All things considered to know where you've been
Switching to burn out a little I've grinned
There is nothing more to be in a Gin
Bottle the blossom, even if it does kill me
Drop in the rocked ice to even bestill me
Casting off lines to catch all of the krill me
Going to eat all the tiny bugs fill me
Because there are microbes that crawl all around us
And I always laugh at the mule named Gus
Sometimes things are scary just because
And there's a point in dowery trust
A shotgun wedding with the coldest of feet
Still looking forward to all the meet and greet
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