Pop Sonnet #400

The last will never be first
Unless there's a turn for the worst
And what is life without a cursed
Sacrosanct for ceremonial rehearsed

Because everything seems to repeat
And that is all that leads to relief
Spark the rays for instant defeat
And take a turn for manic and grief

Even though grief strikes the rigid
Every turn seems to be dirigible
When low body fat makes for the frigid
And on my best behavior is incorrigible

Because what I do for everyone else's gain
Will come back to me in massive rain

Pop Sonnet #401

Taking chances with someone else's guilt
Properly to the hilt
Sew it up like a quilt
And wear your fancy leg stilt

Because nothing heal's overnight
Quick fixes lead to delight
Sans paper and pen is too much to invite
And the quest often turns out all right

Never wanted to be number one
Because someone else is more stunned
And if the audience is random stun
Then what is the reason for shunned

Rumor's of foul play's in Winter
Not going to be the dissenter

Pop Sonnet #402

If life could only seem always happy
Then maybe things would seem more sappy
And your ears never even looked flappy
For the night that the tap was so tappy

Curse you because I got what I wanted
And it is okay if you fronted
Because what I have is a growth that is stunted
Another page of an elemental runted

And wish I could have it all back
The tasty morsel of gigantic tact
And visitations are quite an act
Of age of youth for answering lacked

And even if my mind is totally challenged
Find time for all that matters to real hinged

Pop Sonnet #403

Move on is the advice to be careful
Carefree at last for the pit bull
Putting to sleep with Khartoum's hole
Adventure can hurt for awhile

In less you want to make something of it
Don't think that you're simply above it
Life has turned around for the fortune sits
Never know if anything is an instant hit

Because there's forever away
From the life of theatrical play
Hide the gift beneath the town stay
And don't think it works like this way

The subversive think you should quit
As if you don't know the half of it

Pop Sonnet #404

Still do I feel the most glib
Free us for women's lib
Do you claim the first dib
Or allow someone else to get ribbed

For the fumes are all here
Spurting out what is sheer
Violence all disappears
When catharsis is near

Still I sit on your face
You can add to my chase
Disdain nothing for waste
And time is everything's baste

I'll learn my lesson for God
The aberrant God doth applaud

Pop Sonnet #405

A page or two of script notes
Lessons are in antidotes
Take off your heavy coats
It's Spring in here for the goats

And goats that will sometimes be anger with
A double lesson to know when to slit
A throat or two who needs wreckage forwith
A suite of kidneys to get

Because there's room for the trauma
That escapes from the drama
Stirring up problems for Karma
And dance if it likens to calm her

Because you know there's rewards
And I could hardly affords

Pop Sonnet #406

The world's great love is a lady
And I think I'll be more grade-y
Simply enjoyed the worlds raided
Don't think I'll end up jaded

Because it's mean spirited Rand
That taught us jealousy's hand
Without we'd never have land
To humanely begin to understand

Unless there's a time to fly by
Without a needle in fly
And the girls will all start to cry
When I choose a half pound of dry

Virgin now I wish I was
And there's a reason for buzz

Pop Sonnet #407

Maybe I am better than I look
Or worse because now I have a beard
But if you play by the book
Don't need to reap where you steered

Swerving in a memory
Got to return the stolen key
Got to learn from the women's plea
Decadence has tumored me

But maybe you'll be on my lap
If you find a way to adapt
To the freaking cold wrapped
That spilled all over my capt'

Shorty, I will thank you man
I'll try to stick to the plan

Pop Sonnet #408

Even one slight typo time
Will settle it all over nothing
And swimming out of the slime
Will damage the cause that is sluffing

Off of the emperor's racket
Don't hurt anyone at all for the packet
And if you wrote through me I'll just rack it
And take a chance just to pack it

Because I'm going nowhere very fast
And I could have afforded a cast
So I'll wear this flag at half mast
And build things that will always last

Unless you wipe it all out
And I'll make it with her no freaking doubt

Pop Sonnet #409

Please spare me another guilt trip
It is just like a slip of the lip
And across the radar it will blip
It layman's terms it's a flip

Of conscious exploration there's few
Who expect to know what to do
When impetus it is true
Leave's tomorrow night case for you

Because there's a whole tone of money
Invested into my words
And the water in the cup over runny
So tell me what have you heard

Another day down the drain
Maybe it will simply rain