Pop Sonnet #4300
Section off the last to go
In charge of sanctimony
And will drive to the glow
Of a perfect testimony
That came from a total trip
Of being in a state of mind
That had completely lost grip
And perfected in the grind
The very last thing I expected
Is what keeps replaying
And I have in mercy texted
The words you all are saying
The next time I have to demonstrate
I should never stay up late
Pop Sonnet #4301
This is like a giant message
Left up in the sky
Clouds will give out sessions
For waking up and feeling dry
And there was never a stop
That could have been sent
To prevail against the dungeon top
That will look forward to the vent
A weird way just to look at you
Would be to demarcate the festive
And inventively was through
A new example of the rest of
All that could have kept on digging
There are vehicles rigging
Pop Sonnet #4302
If there was a better time in life
I am not sure what it would be
And throw back the knife
When you get them to agree
With the fact that impairment leads
To a more reserved picture
When I ordered the good seeds
For a plant to grow in mixture
And now you cannot see the pond
That we walked around in a movie
Looking forward to the bond
That ever challenged chewing
The time I got to here the muse
Was about to reach over and hit snooze
Pop Sonnet #4303
The song I recorded is on right now
And it is not half bad
Next time I want to allow
The only fading fad
That never dies in wake of history
And go along with
The constant of the agency
And urgent career pith
That made no sense but I go on
Before I analyze the nature
Of a marry-go-round I throw gone
And never before was there a creature
That pulled the plug on a mercy seat
The one that gave us a new beat
Pop Sonnet #4304
Self-conscious is the state
Of one that feels in last
Because I never knew what fate
Awaited the final blast
And now sobriety has disappeared
The mixture of a perfect blend
And to smoke tobacco in the feared
And go for the ultimate bend
Beyond the take of dire grove
Lives a life so fine
In the courage to get to rove
And read up and down the line
The next time you get into smoking
Just remember there was a poking
Pop Sonnet #4305
I am already within the mercy
Of glorious revelations
That took upon the searching
For the enchanted exultations
That flew along the wing so fast
Driving amongst perfect form
That I was looking at the cast
Before the day was warm
And there is nothing so respected
As a curve in made
And I will go forth rejected
By the common trade
But if you look carefully in there
You could catch a yellow light stare
Pop Sonnet #4306
I will paint the canvas
With a truckload of ideas
There are homes that have us
In the constant Fridays
That go on from week to week
Got to get involved
So I look up at the freak
And go along the solved
That will bring the music alive
And send me into speaker rest
The owner knows how to drive
And puts us all to test
Because I demonstrate a knowledge
That will come to those in college
Pop Sonnet #4307
I wonder why the music stopped
But I just fixed it immediately
Look at all the images propped
And books that I read very expediently
But I will never claim to be
Better than anyone else
Because that is man's folly
The want to be the best
And I can claim to be good yet
I will not let you down
The world is full of genius get
The picture it goes round
And I will just remind you of all your perfect worth
You make this a better place the home we call Earth
Pop Sonnet #4308
What I am driving at so blindingly
Before you stand aside
And have trouble finding three
To get the phone to guide
And I can't believe how they make last
The very occurrence of the dashboard
Is there a point where I can drop the mast
And fly along the chord
Where energy releases into space
And particles will float
As long as they keep it all in place
I will send you the vote
And I will never urge conceit
To match up with the place they meet
Pop Sonnet #4309
After awhile the thoughts go blank
And everything disappears
The verse the meter and the rank
Everything for years
And then you feel resurgence
As the progress overwhelms
To be apart of the sternest
And those that feel the realms
Will suffer for the lost of mates
That came burned through my brain
There were every type of gates
Guarding the storm drain
That I was skiing oh yes quick
There is now a possibility of pulling off the trick
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