Pop Sonnet #1510

All the way to take it
Mount to sabbatical stuck
Inform the whole fake it
And turn around the suck

That makes you feel it is over
Unless the heartache passes
And infinite is the clover
Of spice in the classes

That teach a dozen lessons
About being a better spy
And open up the dress ons
To calculate the lie

Make for other forceful front
Never mind the death defying stunt

Pop Sonnet #1511

Every time I go to take another pick
I cannot quite figure out where to click
With holding on to majors in the stick
And the smell is so strange that it must be sick

Of organizing weapons for a plan or more
Still can get disheartened in the distract
And if you fall out into the roar
Holy hell will find the lacked

That monstrous feeling that comes out
On the own of farmer soil
And can the thrown be shout
Into the next of oil

That black and bubbly substance to make money
And it will come from the ground runny

Pop Sonnet #1512

Like an accident or more in stable
Feeling of a flight bizarre
And take a certain label
Of the density of how far

That could have checked the better whip
Underscore the presence
And watch out for the trip
Underneath the peasants

That searched for different time in a glass
Of hours still to pour into the drink
That can be a pain in the ass
What more to stop and think

Does it continue with a price
Do you have to think twice

Pop Sonnet #1513

There is a numbered pencil to eternity to take
Stop it while you can before it gets all fake
And if there are questions for the daughter's sake
Then all that could still happen will work out in the make

The dialing is easy tied up in a knot
Take me to the land that time forgot
Tell me how I can party without getting caught
All I ever wanted was a whiskey shot

That came at such a price I don't remember what
Falling all the way onto the open cut
Watch an Indian film by master Guru Dutt
And if I could figure out anything but

The door is flinging open upon a rigid turn
And now that I have called you my ears will start to burn

Pop Sonnet #1514

Chalk it up in tiring full of the old case
Got to pick it up before you learned to trace
The entirety of phone calls old in their place
And don't you know you worry when my face

Disappears from communal sanctions organizing plans
And if you were wondering where I'm off to
Probably should have only known what is Dan's
Only type of memory to clue you for the clue

A double word score intense when in the writing
And often I'm sequestered into gentle pages
That if I ever needed to print the lighting
It would probably last for several ages

To crisp up the kiss with a different performer
And in the Summer I feel slightly warmer

Pop Sonnet #1515

Double score for banking of eternal type of kill
That death will practice lightly
And remind you all the while still
And check invite be

That tiny type of tack that sticks to the board
And while you make some changes
You could just always afford
And checked with the whole ranges

Between the question and the hop
What could come shining through
Destined to show you shop
And now the music quit too

Which has to be remedied in a few minutes
And you absolutely have to win it

Pop Sonnet #1516

So go to turn it on after you get done with this
Unless it is the tune that you do really miss
And every time you turn around you get another kiss
To separate so blinding in the wheel of bliss

That devotes another sonnet to the day gone by
And laughs when things turn out for good
Even if there is a space to kneel down and cry
I knew that going to church probably would

Have put a grammar rulebook into play
And take a dozen choices before I have to
Come back to where you are before you stay
And shrink into the golden cue

That takes a moment back for frustrating type event
At least you never knew where I was when I went

Pop Sonnet #1517

Take a brand new lighter to the party quick
Finding out for a split second
That the feeling may have to stick
With words already used in the reckoned

To have to choose the word makes for all
Kinds of problems in the choosing
Unless you have to check the doll
And end up where you are losing

More of necessary certainty that will steal away
Got to check back in awhile in case
The meal will be sufficient for a day
And heighten for the fun of the chase

That dirty type of spell book you must admire
And then from your hand you shoot fire

Pop Sonnet #1518

So check it out to go on in a moment for
That opening the case was here
And Golden miles away for the floor
Plan that takes back another beer

To the mileage emptiness
The loss was on your own
In case of anything as less
The ringing of the phone

Call it in a moment to pick up the receiver
Never mind if on the other end
As the song says they make you a believer
If only you could run out in the wind

That little extra kick was just what I needed
And there were all kinds of warnings to be heeded

Pop Sonnet #1519

Finally the work is slightly paying off
Unless you call it a hobby so
It will not make you cough
Unless you hold it in bro

That smoke from a pipe you love
That chemical from heaven sent
Do not push and do not shove
Unless you want to get as bent

Out of shape as any dead brain cell
Call me out upon the sail
And dizzy we wind up impale
Upon the dreaded counter spell

To take just a moment or two to make it back
And you know I could wind up in a shack