Pop Sonnet #5690

Already pushing in the lead
Where most were falling in
Before the rest of seed
Was planted way back when

And we have seen the government
In many controversial spheres
There was a room all but spent
And hang on to the gears

That were all but forceful in the romance here we look
Into the game of a thousand deaths or more
That was decided not as cooked
That one could lose the door

Behind a game that shows up at random still
And heavy is the total will

Pop Sonnet #5691

In a matter of moments I will succeed
And go on being the host
When you part the awesome need
You will need the coast

To play into your hands before the fate
And leans into the random ship
Where we were trying all the mates
That will perform the lip

And I am feeling at least the edge
Where nothing penetrates the duct
And lives until the very hedge
Was formed around the sucked

That was knowing when you had the pen
And never minding what could have been

Pop Sonnet #5692

So I look into the future always
Knowing that I have seen the past
In the moment I will weigh
The knowledge that you are last

Was about to ring true to me
Before I even had an actuality
Come landing right in front to be
And was all that acted out the plea

Where knowing that the only invasion
Of the mutant spawn
Was about to leave abrasion
With things that are going on

Behind the radioactive pledge of guise
And knowing what we all realize

Pop Sonnet #5693

Coasting into headed flight down
Was about to ask you of cold
There are other ways we can get around
And what do you hold

Looking into the left over goods
And knowing not much is left there
There are the ways which we should
Approach the new type of rare

And even finding the wave begat
A life form so rare that everything thrives
There are choices to belong fat
And wonder how many wives

Nothing is important to request in the stead
Only one or two ways we could have been fed

Pop Sonnet #5694

And now that you are onto the winner
Extra form in how much is typed
There could be forgiveness for the beginner
And send all the style so piped

And wondering whether it would be worth
A feature that I have presented
And moving the celebratory birth
To the day in which I had repented

And afterward I will play into the guard
To slam down an angle so planned for
And having a different type of card
Was about to strike through the door

And now you can level up with great ease
Have to have many guarantees

Pop Sonnet #5695

So that is about where the line is drawn
To figurate the limit for the quip
And when growing toward the lawn
And shipping back the hopeless tip

Where I was already aware of the dream
That was about to fade into looking
There we have the next up scream
That was about the hooking

Into a force so reckoned with
Do describe the raising
When there is a final myth
That was all about hazing

And when you knew the light was gone
There are strange things going on

Pop Sonnet #5696

And now I look at how much to do
And I feel a bit overwhelmed
There is a certain object through
The frame of all the realms

And I would just push you back
Into the five or six
And then you would just attack
The holy version mix

And here we see the bottom feels
Like there is a present guide
There we have the maker's meals
And all the warmth inside

That is why I looked at you
To see what you might do

Pop Sonnet #5697

And running programs level against
There could be a few to go still
And that is why I stand hence
To be part of the pill

And in showing the silver plate return
There is pleasure all around the dock
And the setting time will learn
That there is only flock

That turned me into flattened shares
That were amidst the cheap
And when there are motion flares
That was why they should weep

And I found that any part of the action left
Was about to be bereft

Pop Sonnet #5698

So when I get down a few more places
Will be all that the tickle belted
And knew the very races
That had already melted

And if you still want to get here
To be a reason handy made
There is a position to beware
Of the melting grade

That was here when we had gone
There we have the level clean
That was all you had to pawn
When there was a machine

And everyone is angry at the stupid fight
That I told her about at a point last night

Pop Sonnet #5699

And this means I have arrived
Where I need to be in form
There was a picture that had jived
With the very norm

And that is why I got to here
Before I keep the spread
Going for another year
Into the hostess head

And there are things I would like to change
But it probably will not occur
Fitting into separate range
And fumbling in the blur

There was just a record left ahead for me to seek
And when that was what I did all week