Pop Sonnet #3310
Information warming up still
Got to have a risk
When she comes to the will
Of a daily disk
That never seemed to tap the flow
Of word games that are loose
When you understand the blow
You have to only choose
And when there are no more at bay
The tidal in the storm
Comes to make a proper play
Now I am feeling warm
But never mind the comfort lot
That was the only single shot
Pop Sonnet #3311
And then to continue down the trail
Bruised and battered complete
When there is a path that will fail
Unless you often meet
And I will doubt any further plan
Would work for days on end
Next time you will have to stand
Where doubles make amends
And in the stormy night of cold
The shepherd loses daylight
Rapidly adjusting fold
And kept it all so tight
When we were destined to appear
And found a single drop of tears
Pop Sonnet #3312
Dropping hints about the thoughts
Ways we will have arms
To share a bout of over taught
Where there were many farms
Spreading around the country side
Playing different formulas share
With anything that goes to hide
And laid me out threadbare
When I have an opportunity ask
For days that drive the ending
Of a relationship that figment task
Where we would soon be lending
About the time I make it here
I will have gained and lost a year
Pop Sonnet #3313
And that still works even losing
More than I really had
For effort wasn't using
Anything for a fad
And I can smell that burning smell
Across the basement clean
Unless you have to turn the sail
To handle the machine
And when there are some next to you
In plainly subduing warmth
That comes to rocket for the crew
And winding up in fourth
The force is on sometimes I know
Unless you go around real slow
Pop Sonnet #3314
And I know I got here fast
But the clock keeps going
Unless you were maybe last
And the plant is growing
Along with suffer damn approach
That lifted latches for
The undertaker comes to coach
The death upon the floor
And I would still repeat the quest
Unless I get to the damned
And there are situations best
He never would have scammed
But I will take what I get
And without a bigger fit
Pop Sonnet #3315
Don't know anything to make it work
I have even idolatry to hope
That something will position the perk
Of being where she ropes
A wild thought to be the last
And I accompany the cart
Where something drives by ever fast
And takes you to the heart
And if the eternal stress of coping
Will play out in another sphere
I will just continue hoping
Next time to be clear
And when I ask to hold onto
The things to let go of true
Pop Sonnet #3316
I confess it was a bit of fun
But the ending came so quick
To be out under the sun
And knowing what to pick
For a future ever shaky
And the words to offer clues
Never wanted to be fake see
I only have the blues
For a friend that almost went
To me with all the frames
And kept the record up and spent
And asked you for the games
To shatter principles that rule
And turn out to be just a fool
Pop Sonnet #3317
So what do I do right now
To get back what is lost
For several days I wondered how
That anyone came and bossed
The golden ship to stay afloat
And I will never ride
The punctuation of a coat
That I will go inside
And read more passing into sects
That form when we are making
Another type of feeling next
To always just be faking
And I would trade a thousand hours
For a look at you with flowers
Pop Sonnet #3318
But I think I've already clocked
Atop the lighted street
Where they could have been really flocked
About to just repeat
Because the undertaking goes
Back to the back of my brain
And takes what anyone knows
About the made up stain
And I will ask for anything
That could have made a bridge fall
For when she looks at the old king
And causes him to call
When I have been a bit too short
I will have a day in court
Pop Sonnet #3319
There are lessons to be learned
But I just shrug them off
To be the one that could have burned
And then to turn and cough
From the lit up firmer wares
That companion to arise
And there are some uncomfortable stares
Before we take the size
And just complete a day for now
And return to the ship
When I have called her up just bow
Before the broken clip
That came into a firmer stance
And only if we had to dance
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