Pop Sonnet #790

Smirk the acreage that fans the fumes
Double back over my last place
The web overheard and often looms
Double check just in case

And question the level with the match
Build up to remember video stores
The left up to the last big catch
And watching out of peripheral cores

Rods and cones they fill my eyes
And like a snow globe, particles float
On recycled days of hypnotize
Find out what could be smote

Because after awhile the dream wears off
And I hope you don't have that nasty cough

Pop Sonnet #791

Big plans to ride into town
Be better than sympathetic twin
You look good in that gown
And that reminds me of the Gin

A pressure that instigates the lost
All for a certain type of weather
Whatever you paid for that cost
And you remind me of Heather

The fact that you are even here
Makes me wonder beyond the thought
Take time to reappear
And whatever you do get caught

The swing is so high that you will grow up
Sometimes you know that the Lord will take thine cup

Pop Sonnet #792

So writing in presence of hegemony large
Takes another few certainties
Make sure you talk to someone in charge
And rock the boat longer if you please

Make sure that we all have a good after party
Don't waste time but hang with the band
I fear my words are always hearty
And let the fist get full of sand

All the time I've waited for you
To get employed by someone's friend
Whatever you think is so good to do
Is there anything left you could lend

A few legendary nights of fun filled sex
Click om the mouse to see what happens next

Pop Sonnet #793

Been down this road a couple of times
So paranoid that I feel like it hurts
Probably pays to commit the crimes
Just leave your problems in the dirt

Make time to change the destiny call
Never mind if you need the lady
Maybe if you went back to the mall
Remember that anyone can be shady

And tuck in your notice of widening gaps
That pressure cooker of evidence gold
I just love the way Death Row raps
What would you do in the cold

When you've gone to the point of rain
And the level is seen by a dozen gain

Pop Sonnet #794

What is there left to take gainful risers
A whole mess of bleacher tickets
And you can kick out the kaisers
That rail against the stop in the thicket

And take back the radiate clean just
To mitigate instances instant for one more
Every once in awhile I hear the man cussed
Because he had felt for what is in store

The package is scrambled because of the legs
That stored up emotions for the powdered milk
When can we go back and drink the kegs
Full of drainage situation that have been of your ilk

The half way point is coming up
And that is why I give you to the erupt

Pop Sonnet #795

It is okay to make it last
Never mind what gets lost
Because we all get by too fast
Whatever you do in frost

Is a bite that takes a toll
A mannerism of fun and style
Ralph is on stage in the coal
And make mistakes for finder file

Everything is okay when you hear the voice
Make sure that you step on the dancer shoe
Not that you are left with a single choice
To dance back to the proper you

That shifted animate design
And stuck you with a finer sign

Pop Sonnet #796

So the hole appears in vision
What is left to some other score
Make some kind of quick decision
You will have to even more

Because if you are pissed off
Over what is apparent to rile
Don't take advantage of the cough
Always left you in denial

So start again when time is right
Almost made me blow my wad
Catch another time to fight
With the chord of God

Because if you can style with the trick
You can think of timing quick

Pop Sonnet #797

Time out for what matters most
That working sound of what is here
And of course there is what has coast
Masthead in division cheer

A squad of angelic feeling kind of sight
Impairment between here and there
Wonder if it all will turn out right
Maybe it is time to wear

Accompany me to the room
Pull off your skirt
It is time to groom
The duty calls to lose the dirt

And time for us to be unbridled passion
For a wave of what is in fashion

Pop Sonnet #798

After awhile people make mistakes
Can't pretend it doesn't hurt though
Makes sure the noise is full of fakes
Whatever you can see is grown

Because the sympathy is designed
To take a care of destined race
All of the trials are quite timed
And feel much better when been chased

After awhile condolences check the clock
Rewind the scene to see it all
And dissipate unless you bring on rock
That level of goodness that makes the call

Past an ever ready certainly here
Fear oh yes and a lot more this year

Pop Sonnet #799

Last time I went to save a whole lot
Nothing happened at all
Except the motive to get back to shot
Of all the bands I love hall

You the way to the over reach
That made it impress you
Not everyone is cut out to teach
But I could be okay too

And make things happen for once in awhile
The ending is coming fast
Ever coming in style
Wear your flag at half mast

After all the crowded spot isn't always ideal
But I do want the crowd to recognize the appeal