Pop Sonnet #6570
I have seen the light variable reach
The less I know to spring out
And once in awhile even preach
And level makes the tiny spout
Come to terms with deliverance sold
And candid in the maker's delight
Which always seems to be what rolled
Into the void beyond the might
That will stand up for me in a struggle long
And will illustrate space map clear
That once in awhile to have a new song
Ready for whatever year
And if my hand goes back to check the sign
Whatever you said they became mine
Pop Sonnet #6571
So in sleep where time will stop
Or speed up and slow down more
The further I get back to the hop
Will presently dissuade the floor
From knowing when you needed shelter flat
And even in the courage to belong
And was about to be where the cat
Hung out just to go along
That is really weird for me
Because I already want to smoke
And if you will beg and plea
That once in awhile went broke
And sparkle in the break time fact
There we see a bowl is packed
Pop Sonnet #6572
Last night I drank like it was out of style
To the path that relies
There we happen to be the mile
That once in awhile flies
Passed the carriage in the lift
That forced me to change because
There is simply a new gift
Whenever you knew what was
And if ever I was in deep
There is a chance to save
The rest of what you keep
Will be the very brave
And if you look into window cloak
There we see the next few pokes
Pop Sonnet #6573
And without a look before the top
There we mildly program later
And was the message new to hop
You know that there cratered
The emptiness inside the bag
Will look directly at you
Where someone knew the very lag
That could have been through
With all the heat and gold to break
The simple outline formal guide
That was a piece of the take
Which was about to side
With whatever faction pays the most
So we call on the Holy Ghost
Pop Sonnet #6574
Whatever nature inspires to give
There you have the only change
Was on purpose just to live
And kept the wave in range
And when you looked into the mirror
To simply forgive the quart
With a holiness so clearer
That once in awhile sport
Could live with me for years again
And push into the other lid
That was about to be the win
And walk with your new kid
And that is why I ride a cab to Clifton in the day
Where everyone could have started to pray
Pop Sonnet #6575
And that is why I go so long
To get the daily dose
But when you situate to belong
There we have the nose
Of the whole plant that grows so wide
And whatever else you hid
That could be already applied
Unless you talked to the kid
And here I see I still feel
The memory so ordered
When the certainty reveals
The letters were all bordered
And what can contain the Gargantuan look
Unless you studied that funny book
Pop Sonnet #6576
Never mind if I was clear to look behind
The latch was about to press in
That whatever you were story inclined
To become the master to fail sin
And when the guide falls into life
The mission is set up to go
Where someone held a sharper knife
And pushed into the snow
That was falling hard outside
Covering the Earth here
And knowing that I left the guide
Was next time that your year
Holds up in a court of law
Kick me here in the craw
Pop Sonnet #6577
And if I slow down just to breathe
That is about where the epic stands
The conquering deserves the teeth
When you know what lands
Were always in question to spike
The double of the day finds
The once in a lifetime bike
That shiny story to remind
That was all but treason except for once
And if I could count that time at all
We will have a section for the hunts
That you could pause and handle tall
And I am feeling very good so here
There we take a permanent near
Pop Sonnet #6578
I was about to throw up until
I guzzled down the elixir quick
That could keep me at the wheel
And chase me into the pick
That was about to shine back soon
The light will travel slow
And if you push me into the rune
And whichever you could go
That was about to satisfy the horde
Which leaves me to think that I can make
A type of wonder in the Lord
That was saving us all from the mistake
That no one can admit where pushing is to lean
And I am in awe of this beast of a machine
Pop Sonnet #6579
If you learn to stall the ship
And run to the maker's coil
That mortal blow in the trip
Which never has to spoil
And if you are ready for the train
That comes in four lines
That you could sing in the rain
And whatever pushes the kinds
Of sympathy I have to respect
There are clearly more than these
But when you were about to check
When we look into the keys
That if you were warped by switches
There we feel like riches
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