Wednesday, June 1, 2016
Pop Sonnet #8300
When the water has fought her
I do not think you should look away
From the beautiful legs that could have been under
And that is the millisecond to play
Which could have been used for the water
Was already drunk and made you get flunked
Unless there are decisions to bother
And when I cussed right by the old dunk
The neighbors were really angry
And it was a Hitchcock study session just fine
I do not think there was anyone stingray
And the rest of the tun was out of line
So you cannot remember the places
And status of press is all just a mess unless there is just more stasis
Pop Sonnet #8301
In case you get bloody in stomach so pass
The limericks on the old blind
And there is a question I can now amass
The property never got fined
Unless there is noises around the old street
The cabbage patch quickly remained
And the weirdest thing happened beneath my old feet
That could have been there in the drained
The Road to Damascus was a blinding light
I think right then the apostle lost his sight
When the town was remaining the proper old night
And no one seemed ready to get there all bright
When glow worms and fireflies looked like the faeries
Dancing around in a circle of marries
Pop Sonnet #8302
Old Guadalupe where did the myth start
Maybe the fiction was all falling apart
Maybe next time you will be back to smart
And that is how older you get in the art
But I could not remember the last time
When Sonja’s films need to be found
The ice skating time was in the next Winter to resign
When curling came faster to pound
And every time I get performance enhancers
There is a weapon somewhere
Could have been all like an old necromancer
And someone else came to rear
The best part is that there is still plenty of days
To stop counting like it is a phase
Pop Sonnet #8303
I love to laugh and love to keep it coming
When visions were daft and I liked the humming
Of the birds of a feather the Christians like summing
And the point of the laughter is all in the strumming
When getting beaten up like a karmic mistake
Was probably never to flee
There is about a face in the wake
And I am an object to see
Which subjectively positions a mordant relaxing
And that is about the old candle backing
Which could have been certain they are worried about taxing
And that is the day we all had been lacking
And I do not think this is about anything
There is a wasp that could have been sting
Pop Sonnet #8304
Watch out for the look out in case you turned in
The box on the fox was just an old din
And that is the residency looking thin
When properly turned for the course in the grin
And I will not choose a pseudonym except
The riches and riches were middle class being
And that is okay we like money slept
When that is the purpose to get where the fleeing
Was about an old happenstance been like a year
Since everything slowed down and shed an old tear
When property never creates an old fear
And that is the decision about the next gear
When focal length points to a division of heat
Make sure the vector scope points in the street
Pop Sonnet #8305
And when the day passes like lightning acquired
That is no decision for anyone to get fired
And there is a hootenanny that will get tired
So make sure you do not date when the wired
And I do not know which dreams are true or false
None of the above will make you get there
And that is decisive unless you get calls
To settle down brains that are really aware
When you get understood there is a whole counting
I do already think there is an amount
When taking the bank back to whatever bounty
And that is the proper like turn in the fount
Which would have been okay with a permit
Unless you think there is a reason to squirm it
Pop Sonnet #8306
Trying to fix my dirty old brain
But I think all my meds are still working
There is a gravy underneath the rain
And that is why infinity clerking
Which was really good in old denouement
The big words that Smith really knew
When all of the reasons were better off sent
There is a practical crew
And back in the day where I saved most of ever
There was not a word that logos were clever
And about to call Indra back for the sever
And that is about to get hot in the revere
When you do not ask and you do still receive
There is a point to be all kinds of weave
Pop Sonnet #8307
Testing our patience look out there is time
When divisions were headed back to the rest
Wall to wall in the past was already a dime
To be back in the chord with the only new crest
And I may write an intro later today
I feel like I am looking too far away
Which could have been bad but some flew to gray
And that is the shadiest time to get spray
When there could be sprinklers on the side yard
The time to install was really quite hard
And I am glad to be watched by the National Guard
I do not think they were visiting the bard
When all of the writing is making no noise
There is a difference in how you poise
Pop Sonnet #8308
When the screen shuts down for a type repeating
There is always time for an old type of bleating
Which could be forever like mystery seating
And that is the best day I could use less eating
When there are left overs that are in the sun
There is an old man that toyed with his gun
And I do not realize that is no fun
Because now everyone is on the run
Which reminds me of the time I was decent to practice
The baggage was cleverly in the old cactus
And I think it will fall down hill in the fact us
Was already worried about tyranny tactless
And there is position to be underground
I think there is a position to pound
Pop Sonnet #8309
When all of the days were getting intense
There is philosophy now in the rinse
That undecipherable game next to the fence
Was rattled like chains the very next wince
And I do not think I will have time for it all
Unless you think progress was about to stall
And I think that there is a property wall
To level us out like wonderful tall
And I do not need to share a cocoon
With all the men that are still on the moon
And that is just pressure when there is no spoon
Coming right back next time in the rune
Which I do not think there is an offshore account
Whatever you want it all is in the amount
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