Tuesday, December 29, 2015

Pop Sonnet #6610

Thanks for the reason that missed out was last
Where dialing in was the status to bring
The difficulty in the days that are past
You know we like to sing

And when you ask me for paradigm feel
The absence of light was the spot
And when you journey inside the wheel
That was already so hot

That you could have filled pages on end
And never looked back except when to cry
There we have come to now rend
The ideal when the position will tie

The game that I was steady forward
Already grew around you toward

Pop Sonnet #6611

That is just the position I take back
Where you could have at least stayed on schedule
Next if you know the ideal will lack
And want to take position completely full

Of what and where the position began
There is so much I could do for you when
There we see whatever stand
Was here right there where you have been

And making all these grammatical errors
Never stopped me before
Unless there were terrors
That came straight from the core

That if I could see you beyond the stare
Try for once to catch a handful of air

Pop Sonnet #6612

And every song I add another bank
That I could store my words in
And the avenue of the tank
Was already going there when

The bothersome steady was about to remake
And festivities were complete laughs
And wondering knowledge was here to fake
The wondering of the staff

That was alive and like a care
Was set upon the magic light
Where the charming flare
Was all I could see last night

When you knew that all my mistakes were clear
Once in awhile I get the mirror

Pop Sonnet #6613

And that is why I slide the rule
Beyond the point of the line
That creates a ray so fooled
And the picture turns out fine

The best thing I can do to break
The slightness of the tame
Was here to always take
The aftermath developed the name

The press of curtains hang
There we see the nails come loose
And when you power the fang
There we could even choose

The episode I laughed at sharp
Was there to demonstrate the harp

Pop Sonnet #6614

And in the returning smite position gray
Which means I have no way to go
The very level that will pray
I will want you all to know

That ideal was gaining friends
And pushing into squadron spree
The effort that you deal depends
On what you knew about me

That I could race to gain the world
And chase a whirlwind plenty
Had to catch on when you curled
The dollar was a twenty

And if you take me to the light
I could dance about the fight

Pop Sonnet #6615

Not knowing the outcome
But knowing so lightly
Was making me nervous and dumb
And was here ever slightly

That cold air blows and makes
A world so dark with ice
And there is someone that bakes
Until there is something twice

The spreadsheet fact was lost in hands
There was an approach to recollect
And was about as all the sands
That came to now inspect

There we see the melody so plain
Was about to crash into a train

Pop Sonnet #6616

That is why the object darkens
The level that we played at last
There we see just what spark ends
When you travel fast

There we have an ideal day
That was given to the deal
There was something in the way
Which was another meal

That could have been for me the sinking
The day was already newly tread
There was someday in the thinking
Which was where the trail had lead

And when you look at the new frames
There was something always the same

Pop Sonnet #6617

Track with me until we are lost
Wandering from tree to tree
In the snow which creates frost
Upon the face of glee

That was about to channel facts
There we see the potion
That was about to get the acts
And turn them into motion

Which for me was a battle ground
That could have hung together
Which was about the mistake found
And pointed out the weather

Which was a ride I will never take
Up to the mountains do not be fake

Pop Sonnet #6618

Once in awhile I care about fate
That was to end the disc at the bottom
Where someone seemed to return and wait
For the second time next Autumn

And you will feel like days unwind
There we see the dead stand
The courage in the maker's mind
The forage when you planned

And never make me into health
The mistake that you poured into
Was about the game that leads to wealth
That hooked the logic clearly through

The curses that I lent out where
An animal will start to care

Pop Sonnet #6619

And I will take the year to pardon
The ring in the tightrope loosens
And was about to get the card in
To where you children cruising

And that is already where we settle
The average in the core to wind
The making of the hardest metal
And come to think of the mind

And if you stare at me this way
There could be the card to hang
Whatever takes the less of the pay
Was average when you sang

And if you saw a silent film or two before
Then I know you are the one to vote for


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