Saturday, June 11, 2016
Pop Sonnet #8450
The last thing to do is have a competition
There is no way to cure all the stitching
Unless you think everything is totally enriching
When extra credit cannot fake the mind is in the kitchen
And the dream I just had was interesting
As I sober down again
From side effects when perfect besting
The object lesson
When all time in the world is here
There could be a prouder tear
Sharing with the worst roommate gear
And making sure the cold shower appears
When you open up your eyes
Make sure your reality has a surprise
Pop Sonnet #8451
In case of last ditch effort
Nothing was on the screen
And staring too long into the sport
Just watch the whole damn scene
Unless stupidity boils your ghost
That is the way to know the most
The meaningless in all the boast
Was quicker than the best type set coast
When I can write another line
And push away the empty mine
And finding one to find divine
When all the memory sunk in brine
And that without a super pattern
I will be ready for the late turn
Pop Sonnet #8452
Again I think it is okay
I woke up again this morning to pray
In case of weird roommates that stay
When you get back into the prey
And simply rerun back and forth
In case of when the newest worth
Was already there behind the north
And fiction is fiction all there fourth
And emptiness just does not work
Unless you think there is a problem
With the secondary clerk
And that can be a bad decision to skim
When standing in the gaze to bank
There is a way to check the tank
Pop Sonnet #8453
Taking it just like a champ
It would be scary to be damp
I got too hot and coughed the lamp
Behind closed doors the exit ramp
And not everything is funny it is true
Time to eat the morning stew
There is one more thing I have to do
To make the situation be new
In the morning the faces change
Now that I can rearrange
Unless you think there can be strange
Without dropping a single mange
And the worst case scenario we are out of
I cannot wait to see the dove
Pop Sonnet #8454
What attracts the worst behavior
Is when I do too many favors
For the king Jesus my savior
And that is such a guilty waiver
The dark stage can be brightened too
I think I will remain with glue
In certain days we all go through
Unless the hypnosis never came true
And that is what could happen when
To tell the truth I dreamt again
And I do not know the realness in
The objective correlative that will have been
But there is a danger to the skill
Never mind the truth instill
Pop Sonnet #8455
Here in the salt mines with a laughter
That is not a proven rafter
When the case is closed to chaff blur
And there is a written chapter
Oh come on and walk so proud
Over proud is not allowed
There is one god and I’m so endowed
With mistakes not to repeat each time I bowed
And there is fear in everything
When there is crackling in the sting
Make sure there is less pain to bring
I do not worry about the ring
Unless you think there is a prince
The book is getting way more dense
Pop Sonnet #8456
You can bend but never brake
And that is just a time to take
Unless you think the world is fake
And taking time to be the stake
When you seem like there is a gamble
The lots were cast the apostle humble
And that means nothing in the ramble
Or should I be repeating drum bell
It is on the search for food
Whatever puts you in the mood
The decision to count unless the stewed
Reminds me of a last time boo’d
And heavily we take the stroke
The very day we all awoke
Pop Sonnet #8457
I think allures will be okay
There is a sign to take the play
Into a nearest designing way
And remember the best will be at bay
There is a problem with the curtain
That is why I am deserting
And the time we get back into reverting
The decisions we make are less inverting
And that can breach the simple task
When rolling on the perfect mask
And that has time to get the flask
On the back nine you had to ask
When you are really not as good
No one now can belong and stood
Pop Sonnet #8458
The people I know come in all shapes and sizes
When bad things happen to people mix
And never change or maybe thigh tries this
When all the things remain so pix
When there are simply launching codes
The healthy decision to wake
And that comes out like infinite roads
Going nowhere on the second take
When you remember how to read
It takes sometime to force the greed
And hand me downs are all I need
When still coming back to share the seed
That is a good idea my friend
We were just catching all the wind
Pop Sonnet #8459
The pieces are set the next stop last
When I think there are positions already classed
The scientist will move so fast
And walking into screening chaste
And I do not think Aaron knows
About the rest of all the blows
Because there is a warning shows
When all the things belong and grows
The next time there won’t be a next time
The film is way too long to watch
Unless you think the challenge prime
Will be registered next to the botch
When all of the interpretation fails
I simply roast a bag of the frails
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