Pop Sonnet #2250
Why am I clumsy when giving
A notice for the worlds apart
I should be up forgiving
Myself and others for heart
Placement in the same
Type of component beware
When the handled frame
Comes back into care
That old time piece
The turning of the screws
Which came for the least
That made for some new news
And isolating marathon too quickly
When the design is all prickly
Pop Sonnet #2251
When supplies run low
And the phone is shot
Left room to grow
Left quite a lot
And disparage of metaphor plays
Along with other calls
To make sure you stay
Around when feeling stalls
Together with closing
The feature in the mack
That subsided in the posing
Picking up the slack
So take encouragement from hope
Faith and love will be your dope
Pop Sonnet #2252
When I'm at the end
The rewards are growing thin
But enough to slightly bend
Will bring back a further din
Of sorrow heartache and pain
Without a seeming part
That single solitary grain
You know it will start
Be courageous in the seat
Next time we get together
Next time that we meet
And I will bring my feather
So take a gentle collapse of reason
So many people to be pleasing
Pop Sonnet #2253
Fly by the grass lover's delight
A simple time to get things right
And take a former being sight
Until it all fades to the night
And quicken entity is along
Find out what you did so wrong
After all you do belong
When feelings fade into a song
And argue what you want the most
Is still left up to the coast
And another full on host
Would you still like to roast
Tomorrow is training day
Then the break will have the way
Pop Sonnet #2254
If I knock it out there is less
To deal with later
When you clean my mess
And tell to wait here
To make a link that connects so well
Furnishing to bring in the chart
And to take a while to impel
The motives that will part
Into the next of verse comes along
Hope you all will learn again
That the part of the sacred song
Never will begin
Because when matching all the gold
You would have every part sold
Pop Sonnet #2255
A certain change will come on mild
Underneath the lantern true
After the smoking was on the child
For the proponents blue
That randomly attacked the place
And stole all of your dreams
Right from the next up race
When you hear the screams
That jettison the prop
Along with last ditch moves
The militant that makes the drop
All over next that behooves
The day where we can all forget
What we didn't even know yet
Pop Sonnet #2256
Break time is coming
I feel that burning
Along with the dumbing
Or the increased learning
To make a piece out of the meal
And take it up into the hill
When shooting for the mass appeal
You will want to know what is real
And discoveries are made to last
Should time really go so fast
The flag is down to half mast
And all the pieces have been cast
So finish up and feel achieved
I would have been so bereaved
Pop Sonnet #2257
Things have got a slight bit crazy
Since the day of addict's doom
And if you are feeling lazy
You will push up with a broom
That stays along in looming dance
The fight for all that pleases
And to fire up the trance
That only gently squeezes
To book a report nasty fall
Wonder if you had it all
And if I should really call
Before you hit the wall
And numbers will gap in a few
That is why the cap is true
Pop Sonnet #2258
So I will miss you for two days
Because the plan is to remain
As in the process of the stays
That would be inane
To continue on afterwards
Is the plan anyway
But lick me in the girds
You don't have to stay
Not a fan of anxiety felt
Maybe I should get a belt
When the last card is dealt
And I just turn to melt
The sacred entity awakes
Nothing quite turns to fakes
Pop Sonnet #2259
Last time for a few I will be here
So grab on to what makes you laugh
And take a plot of next year
That will operate the staff
And require pay in your amount
That wandered up the hill
And pay up to fill the account
Offer what you will
Good bye for now see you soon
To keep chasing that old balloon
And savor it with your spoon
I am leaving here at noon
But returning will be so sweet
Is there a plan to defeat
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