Pop Sonnet #4470
Textile seepage into the vest
There was a corporate ladder
Next you will journey to test
The elixir made me feel sadder
And if testimonials reproach
The darkness of a furnished room
And when the talking lives for the poach
The next time you look at the loom
Where rising and falling is recurrent
And to add another factor of locks
That was in the welled up torrent
The wind gets beastly like flocks
And when you start reading what mends the paradigm
Looking for anyway just to get time
Pop Sonnet #4471
That is the tune that will now age
To perfection because no one knew
That the slaves would be about their stage
And furthermore the object flew
Back into the cage left in scraps
Looks like you will be the one running
About twenty more of those laps
And when you wake up gunning
And then the mirror close
The faded image game
That I will have placed into a pose
And just about one in the same
Pop Sonnet #4472
That is a quest I will reserve for the mix
The corner of passing the word
And when you look into anything fixed
And that is quite what you heard
And if there could have been one to remind
That the accompaniment was planned
To get the disc going for lined
Target of retread that led us in hand
And when you go rush outlook
Will be a bit unclear
Unless you started a fateful book
And right away someone appears
And when you gain freedom from grateful
Never was there anything debatable
Pop Sonnet #4473
There is no turning back
Even if you wanted
And then the next sack
Would have to be fronted
Just like a leper that melts in the wind
There is a man that walked by
And in the ever so plain like the bend
And if you only could imply
That resources were thick as a mold
The growth on the very next trail
And when they come in looking all bold
The wave will carry the whale
That slides along through the top to the bottom
There is definitely a point you forgot him
Pop Sonnet #4474
It takes a managerial risk
To get the net worth back toward
The given out for all the discs
And move forever forward
That is the rake to look upon bomb
The canoe went back to the waterfall
And when you ask for a day just to palm
The day will have passed without all
That makes me realize
Breaks are important
Want to get dark with the theorized
And never push in front
Even though this book comes to a pause
Never again will I look to the window draws
Pop Sonnet #4475
And the wind blows hard again
Never to calm just to be tame
And in the ferocity of the sin
That will remind us to fame
Of a current episode for goals
The messed around quake of wired
Could have been enough for foals
And look at the eyes getting tired
There is a pilgrimage to make before all
That is abandonment of the dream truth
The metaphorical is gaining back tall
Never an object for the uncouth
That you never used except once or twice
Got to look forward everything vice
Pop Sonnet #4476
I have to push on when energy sapped
There must have been courage to ward
The very next moment that you tapped
Crying out to the Lord
And the position you placed next of kin
Beyond the book of the well
That was just a mirror to place us all friend
To journey beyond the lost hell
And if there are pleasures
To gain from the rasp
I will not measure
The very strong grasp
That took on a formula just to go on
And when you look behind everything gone
Pop Sonnet #4477
That is the advantage of being right here
There is so much more to get going
And if the illustrative look at that near
Objectification of flowing
That is the bonanza of flags in the raid
The tents all collapsed from the wind
And if you orchestrate the maid
Will look down at the floor and bend
To reach a spectacle of madness
That kept rejoining
The offered up sadness
And very much coining
The phrases to be used in all of the walks
That is just why the money never talks
Pop Sonnet #4478
I turned down the acceptance for trains
Of light that trail through the morn
I could have asked you to gain
Along the moments reborn
That were in my farce for a spark
The floatation of particles in the sun
Look like the room never went dark
Next time I will try just for fun
But that gives me plenty of leeway
To get into fortress heals
And to ride into the freeway
With a new set of wheels
That would be the day everything would complete
There is some timing to follow the greet
Pop Sonnet #4479
One last note before I drop back to sleep
There could be ways to lean into
For the peace of all times returning to leap
And look around at what is for blue
The color or the image or the next fire heat
That comes about all of the dragons
Never remind me of anything sweet
Unless there were flags flagging
And when I reset the voice box
To get a pile of words
Just to finish the mysterious docks
To get back what is third
And everywhere the goal is to shine
Before the emptiness follows behind
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