Saturday, January 2, 2016

Pop Sonnet #6660

Where in the book would you like to sit
And watch as numbers generate the curse
Where formula mission was to forget
The acting in the blue purse

That we got real wild and spread around
There was a charm to receive
Unless the evil was never found
And pick apart the weave

That was honoring to the faithful flock
The anger in the sermon deep
Where once a day comes down the clock
And will always be there to keep

The very disappearance of the mood
Was to stand and deliver brood

Pop Sonnet #6661

Every number today will be part
Of a grander class of tricks
There you know to ask to start
Unless someone will pick

Before the lesson of the machine
Will I use the witch and candle now
Remember where I have seen
The operation allow

That was spending all your time with me
And that was for the scrimmage
There you cannot follow three
When you looked out in the image

And saw for me another burn
Below the finger not sure to yearn

Pop Sonnet #6662

Very strange that a triple threat
Comes damaging in from the stare
When going to be the bet
The fallen still appears there

And when the class of numbers takes
The souls of children just from reading
That will allow many breaks
Before the final day of bleeding

And I will talk to you so fast
Never seem to disagree
But when you are going to cast
The object could somehow be

The perfect image I was looking for
There is evil in the core

Pop Sonnet #6663

Kind of knowing I will only be here once
Which is a rule for everyone and everything
That could have spread around the lunch
And looked at the damages the evil brings

There we see the beast form up
Temptation to eat fly and own
But the maker passed the cup
To feel free from the shown

And when you think about the wall
That led us to the fire
Where I can see your all in all
Approach is keeping liars

Right before you get the ring
You still know it is almost time to sing

Pop Sonnet #6664

And of all the numbers to type
It seems a bit difficult now anyway
To even get through the ten that ripe
Were pleasantly respecting the tray

And if you could see through me again
There we position starter kits
There we see the addiction in
The very thing that quits

And I am glad to conquer the lust
Because the enemy has left
And when you place aside the trust
There we see the heft

Hiding in that term so frozen
Where the souls of people are all chosen

Pop Sonnet #6665

I will be a lot happier to be in the sevens
But that is quite awhile from now
The better way to reach the heavens
And since one of you had to bow

Before the king of evening that dragon lap
Where there are courses to remember
And want for me to wear the cap
Which has to be the ember

And I was already questioning fate
Where the machine picked up to dance
And if you read the first book rate
The number of the chance

And I have not said much about
The evil force that lingers without

Pop Sonnet #6666

That is all four once in awhile it works
But for this number I am paranoid and scared
That everyone will turn the clerks
Into poisoners in a lair

That creep around and steal your soul
Before the curse is lifted
The satanic spread of the hole
That was never well gifted

And the antichrist will bury you
In the coffin when you are alive
And knowing that the steam will give the flu
To anyone that tries the bribe

And now that that is over I can breathe again
Never miss out on where to get some sin

Pop Sonnet #6667

Got through that still feeling dirty
Never let your guard down in the maze
Because even when you are over thirty
The worry sends the ways

That consume a drink before the spread
And only a few to fly
Where voices have often lead
To the dance beyond the sky

Where angels leap and dance about
The next eclipse is going to be
The way that you stay the route
And offer your philosophy

Where once in awhile I remain limp
What would you give me for the hemp

Pop Sonnet #6668

Although I just realized the evil is still there
That makes me nervous a bit
If you are superstitious I understand fair
The reason you wanted a hit

And always remember there is a source
That flows with frequent shower and change
And when you steady the course
The triple threat is still in range

Way to be relieved before the end
Of the day which is scaring
The core is going to resend
The ultimate time you were daring

That I could see beyond the dying
And the ship was still just frying

Pop Sonnet #6669

One last evil thing to think about
That I have not sold a soul to write
Although I giveth freely the soul to God's route
And that is how I conquer the night

Where beyond the evil forces are
A leader that takes his legion army with
And meets us halfway where the star
Was about to get the real myth

And even if you fall asleep here
The conjuring of black magic fails
There a mile for a year
There we see the tire walls

And now that I am coming off of the heat
I will be careful out in the street


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