Pop Sonnet #480
Everyday I clean the slate
Emptiness commiserate
Journey through an iron gate
Trust me I will frustrate
Upon the golden needle's bough
A feeling that I had
Trust in organized a trowel
Reminds me of that once was grad
A student forever it is here
That life happens not to quench
And I faithfully steer clear
Of the ways of the mob that lynch
Because it matters who has a turn
And it is my freeway here to burn
Pop Sonnet #481
Don't panic, there's no time for that
Because we like the entertaining
Wear a nice looking cravat
And hope it don't start raining
Unless the weather is so nice
Because we're nice to it
Deny your maker all the thrice
The plan was forgive quit
Because the laughing has already ceased
From the ways we establish fun
And we have bought the giant beast
Of recreational keep the run
Going to the market to have our way
And still proud of our home, it is where we stay
Pop Sonnet #482
Just when you think you are the best
There's always someone better
You can handle most of the tests
And look fine in a sweater
The radio is turning on nice
Because they are real people
Toss a pair of heavy dice
And chase it with the steeple
Because there is a line out there
That can totally be crossed
Love it when you gaze and stare
All the time when you are lost
And forgive the merger of the waves
That gently paralyze what saves
Pop Sonnet #483
The wires crossed are double coins
Full of the days that guard
The permanent place in thine loins
That gird for that which is hard
Because sometimes patience is required
To deal with all the ones
And it is okay to be admired
Doubling up the sister's nuns
Because theres a lesson to learn from dreams
Whether they're real or not
Don't fade away into the streams
Of conscious that forgot
An African or a Native works for all of us
Sometimes going to a reserved land will fulfill your trust
Pop Sonnet #484
Do I sense a traitor of the cause of Americana
All I had to do was contact the Gov
And they impress the sauna
It is a love of country love
That I establish always
Forget about the things that went wrong
The way I fit is down the hallways
And time to join the sing-along
As soon as whips and tears
Come out of the forest into the day
That something here appears
If it is there then hip hip hooray
It's hard to raise a child
Best way to display a ray of hope is to get a slight beguiled
Pop Sonnet #485
There is a rash of plans for you to heavily allow
The dream of making equipment work
And steering at the prow
The prowess leans into the dirk
Which gently removes
The pain unless I feel the hurt
Of that which doth improves
It's okay to be on the alert
Unless there is no reason
Find time to dispel the untruth well
Take time away from treason
And live where you live oh so fail
To complain never again
And that is simply how to relax when you all have gotten in
Pop Sonnet #486
So stalkers, jealousy and rushes to the lab it goes
Hope I didn't ruin films that returned to where they shows
And if my downfall was my strength then everybody knows
About the symbol of the time that I took all my blows
There is a way to wellness even when you are handicapped
And sometimes racing in the pool when you have all been lapped
And that is just okay because it is guided by the capped
And rapaciously we buggle out of fear that is most rapt
So wrap around the goat's old treasure of milk that froze in cream
And dance around for joy down paradise in this esteem
And finding ways back into the herd is quite a bit of steam
That takes awhile to sink in unless this noob is green
So remember folks it's what you make of life that matters most
And sometimes it is quite okay to move up to the coast
Pop Sonnet #487
Always save your game when praying for time that operates
To be near the promises of the life that never hates
Never ever hate again, that's the devil's reactive plates
That seem to get broken when no one dissipates
Because there is a way to hang on to what is good
Even if it is hard to find, it offers like it should
And makes a difference with the pride that links into the wood
That whittles itself from time to time to start a project should
So remember that the internet is a place all to itself yes
The threadbare symphony of desire shoots up to the guess
And hanging on to that old maxim that the most success
Is written down so long ago, a length that is quite blessed
It is just slightly irritating to be wrong when spending your whole life
In sciences about the Earth and Religion of the strife
Pop Sonnet #488
The time to stop is coming soon, I hope I hear that path
That forges us to make a video without the wrath
Because I'd rather write a ton then shoot pictures of math
That still are in my head from long ago it was a bath
That cleaned me up when I was pushing myself way too hard
And now it never hurts to worry about my stolen card
And find it all in karma where it has been burned and charred
And should have played for redemption when I rocked the starry starred
Make me a believer is that the best you can do to simply come unlocked
And time to relock potential when time is spared and cocked
Half or whole it matters when the pistol is all knocked
Up and out the magical elevator rides a new voice to be frocked
And tirades plan to settle this behind close harmony
I dare you to pray for the pope because he prays for me
Pop Sonnet #489
It is okay to spend time thinking about the end of time
Which never will come anyway, because we all are stymied
And offer us the grail to look at in Parsifal's picture of mine
That will every so often forgive us of a hefty fine
But if we pay up when we owe the situation is clearer
That is why I'm terrified of the man inside the mirror
Debt-free, guilt-free, disability, it actually gets fear here
Just no reason to remind anyone of what did not create gear
Because I never mind when technology advances
And life is all about the way we take all of our chances
And spend time helping out the needy ones with their romances
That is a total priority to light up for the Virgin's Dances
That slipped away into the night with all of their written lamps
And just work as hard as possible if you want to impress champs
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