Saturday, September 20, 2014

Pop Sonnet #2190

Been around the edge so fast
The lightning had to pause
Only to returning last
The anecdote of laws

That everyone comes back to
Always when hearing from
You will know what to do
And be divvying up the sum

Of all dollars that exists in machine
Where ATM's make for cash
And if you come out hands clean
Just don't expect a whole smash

Of unusual important collective celebration
And expect from the good vibrations

Pop Sonnet #2191

That run together fleeing foot
A lab that sells the work
Along with taking the old boot
And ask for the next jerk

To come right in and have a seat
With the other suspects at a circular table
And when the medication is complete
You will lose all of your labels

When celebrating life has won
Back for the alternate stand
And nursed back the only fun
That had been in his hand

To make it even closer would close out such a wit
Every once in a while they have a bit

Pop Sonnet #2192

Keep the flame burning
That is well advised
After what is turning
Along with someone's eyes

To force a few types
That figure into the equation
After you have heard the hypes
To be written by pages in

To the feeling that it goes
Beyond the brook and back
Along those mighty rivers knows
That there is a time to sack

All of what is together and
Left out to make you understand

Pop Sonnet #2193

Fondly returning down a striking lane
Haunted by youth in the decision making
And if you ask me you have stayed sane
Whatever is yours is for the taking

Environment kicks the clue for a bag
That comes in looking big as all
The ways absolutely lag
For the dissipating wall

That hung a dry sheet across the line
Everything will be considered
Some will turn out just fine
And everything will become littered

If the sire backs and done
Whether or not you know the one

Pop Sonnet #2194

Into a side street on the curb
Take this as a lengthy written note
And this time the blurb
Will be all that they wrote

For a look I'll return glances
That trade up at town
Becoming about the chances
Whenever I get down

Along with the secrets bend
Never again repaired
It is among the dividend
At which we all stared

And remained idle through the next few
That is just what I had to do

Pop Sonnet #2195

If they get back before I finish here
There will be a certain type of haze
Just wait until we get to another year
Finding out what is left in the maze

That leads to a proffered fearful agenda
Taking out sideways with work along
Whatever is now when I send you
And force a pronoun into the song

Even with the word before
There is much to clear the side
Of the open golden door
And take part in the ride

That pays back in small amounts
When the river has the counts

Pop Sonnet #2196

When I get to the end and save
There will be a new disk
Waiting for the soul to wave
A proper type of risk

Along with hearts a pumping
And a pleasance in the air
After all what is bumping
Should often seek the chair

Of risking when endeavors
Are up the wall and down
Make you think so clever
And searching for the noun

Whether sunlight is in your face
Or you bet on the race

Pop Sonnet #2197

Getting further down the pit
That free fall is so far
Along with your last hit
And cycle around the car

When nothing is still left
In the box that just got fat
And even if the treble cleft
Asked you down to that

Only thing that watches you
While you are in a jam
Make a humble warning through
The one and only damn

That gave compunction to a dig
Can you really guess how big

Pop Sonnet #2198

So it hurts when winding
All of the way to the bottom
Of the conquered ten binding
Whatever it is that taught them

To jump up and dance
For the big picture is near
Make one and only chance
To have exited in fear

That only organized approach
The beating that she took
Always puts into the brooch
That handles had been at the look

Set back that controller where you found it
They stay steady when you crowned it

Pop Sonnet #2199

Last of all and the numbers match
Another one hundred complete
For love of the game of latch
Along with another repeat

Offense that you cannot bluff
Coming along so slowly
And taking to the rough
Edge of what is to be

That only rascal found
A way into the street
And what is rewound
By an impetus to defeat

All of the letters that formed this whole book
It is okay if you have to look


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