Pop Sonnet #3370

Misunderstandings wing through sweat
That records a made up notion
In the brain of owning a set
Of all the latest of potions

That come to vie helpful gain
When dashing through a sect
Of any type of angry stain
That you will have to correct

To have the ultimate vision
Where prophets only dare
To take on a fantastic incision
The way we know to stare

And empty my whole pocket
Stuck in the burnt socket

Pop Sonnet #3371

Take a lesson from the heat
That comes due to error
And if this book starts to repeat
We will have to be rarer

Than ever before in progress will
The removal of a lock of hair
Now for anyone instill
The voice of reason's care

That trips into fantasy mode
Before the idle thrush is mount
To stay upon the only road
That is ever anyone could count

Where I have avoided any revising
And you were gaining the sizing

Pop Sonnet #3372

Arrows come flying into my heart
That are shot from an unseen source
Where anyone can be up for the part
That nature has bled into course

The way you used to find me
All under the practice flip
That comes back to your key
Of an experienced slip

That looked like an accident reel
Of improvisation wild shed
And if there is an only squeal
You would find this tread

Of a fallen hero in the dark
That came upon a tiny mark

Pop Sonnet #3373

Thought I could believe you
When you told me stories
Of the way to settle through
A whole lot of the floor leaves

A force or two to cram and leave
When you have helped the ghost
And settled in days of the sleeve
And patterned for the host

Of a ship that settled closer
To be among the ashes wait
And comes to sip the roaster
For the time being late

And here we are about dumbfounded
Only could go back into the rounded

Pop Sonnet #3374

When you are here among the heads
And everyone respects the tank
Where other bands of those instead
Come driving through the bank

And separate the flask from a bottle
To have a spare when flourish stains
The cradle of a lifetime dawdle
That often asks you for your reigns

That you take the only map to guide the quest
Unless there are roles you cannot quench
That remain in your lifetime best
And takes into the wrench

Of a code that never comes off
The mark they say can never scoff

Pop Sonnet #3375

Keep it on the back burner
The flames leap high
Where the rush of a learner
Comes asking us why

We had a lot of faith
To add to the dream land
And if there is a wraith
Of anyone to stand

To be among the only fit
That ever asked to creep
Where there was settled into a bit
The only asking sleep

That comes into a fortress vest
The way to charge away the rest

Pop Sonnet #3376

And if the coast is clear
From the smoky parade of guns
That settled into lasting fear
To be all the three sons

Where the time is mortified
From profits in the black
That came to realize the tide
Was turning to go back

And if that is improperly
A wizard in the making
There could be a fancy
Have fun you are awaking

To settle down with scores on end
And be about the one to fend

Pop Sonnet #3377

Everyday a double pair
I get used to drawing
A wicked type of handle bare
When they are always clawing

Back up from the hold that makes a storm
Come into the draw room all gone
And revel in this Summer's Winter warm
To be the warming dawn

And now I know they know me
All takes an encouraged fight
That except for one or two or three
Could sit amongst the candle light

And asked for tombs so writing
Is the way to keep the perfect sighting

Pop Sonnet #3378

You were in love for about five minutes
And we had a blissful night
But anything that asks the tenants
For the next of tight

A collar so round that it will fit
On the dog's old chain
That comes back just to sit
In misery of pain

That attacks you every few changes
Of an aura flying into a rush
The way you are only in the ranges
Of an excellent time to crush

The opponent of the game that looks to be ahead
I wonder how much of this will remain unread

Pop Sonnet #3379

Last of all I would like to thank
Anyone that gets jealous
For boosting up the crank
And asking for the fellas

That had sharpened the pencil
For a classic example of the modern
The irony of the stencil
A child could have hot earned

The best way to get through this
Is to choke out as many lines
That ever asking for a miss
Could really start the pines

That I see going fast out the window of the car
And if I really hitched a ride I could have gone too far