Wednesday, June 1, 2016
Pop Sonnet #8310
Just keep writing for days on end
When the mythology pressures the backing
And that is like Proust and Arteme’s friend
Depending on what translation slacking
Was about to get nervous and no one got hurt
When divisions were only one thing
And that is why staring will probably dirt
The lost cause in case of the ring
Which cycles around and plays for the core
Already an opera so worn
And that is the finite decision implore
To be longing for rides to the corn
And when the weather becomes very humid
That is all right to sweat like a plume id
Pop Sonnet #8311
Dropping the subject all over again
The destiny level’s the foundling
Was already too much to be in the grin
And double the ringer for groundlings
When there is an effort to sing with a choice
Never remind me to wake up backward
And there is a calmer decision to voice
Which could have been all the lines awkward
Do not use too many words my young friend
Unless you think this is all read
When slowing down to catch the wind
Was making my stomach all bleed
Bad choices were made but in a good way
I am already enough with the clay
Pop Sonnet #8312
I wonder if there is a motion to bring
To the cart in the dart for the elemental king
And when you get philosophers back in the ling
There will be someone to stay in the fling
With all of the worries I have to get by
I envision a day when I only lie
And that was dumb of me going to cry
When all of the lessons I learned were just a sigh
In case you get back where you could not be
There is still positioned in gold
To be like storing up all the treasury
That is getting very old
And when you get pressure to run from the wheel
There is a space that I really must feel
Pop Sonnet #8313
When I get the destiny all inquisition
There is occurring a good disposition
And please help the social life come back to position
I better not just keep on the wishing
Unless you think brainiacs are losing time
When there is position to boot
Which could be guffaws in all of the rhyme
That was a good tasting old fruit
Watch out I think that is a good idea
Unless there is a pain in the back
Which makes me realize the good type of rider
Was already in the old stack
And they keep it locked up forever in pages
Once in awhile the ideal will be sages
Pop Sonnet #8314
It is an old bet I am growing sleepy
I do not think I look very creepy
Unless you think water is still in the keeping
Where some of still wish we could be sleeping
In case of the spy in the back of my reversal
There is a wall here that cannot be Percival
Which rides on the clouds a flying horse rehearsal
And practically dragon back in the purse call
When there are so many reasons to smoke
I think I already went for the stoke
And that is why words mean like wooden type croak
Unless you think money is just an old joke
I do not think I am good as I am
Maybe I should try to act more like a lamb
Pop Sonnet #8315
I cannot create jealousy to bank
When all of the effort was still in the rank
To be less important when none of us thank
And that is not a problem next to the lank
Which was all I could do before the images
Were mixing around and it was a bad ideal tolerance
Already came down from the wooden scrimmages
And that is why length is a matter of prominence
Which drags like a flower and messes the guess
When important days over like anyone’s dress
And position like cork screw had been the only tress
When hedges were there like an young man with less
And that is why I think I will write for hours
Unless you think laughter will not take the powers
Pop Sonnet #8316
I think if I follow the next page to write
Will not create panic will not cause a fight
And that is the reason I always vote for the right
Unless there is no progress anywhere in sight
That is why suddenly too much at once
Causes us all to feel like a an old dunce
And when you get busy the crowd pleasing wants
Were already there beneath spans in the bunts
And that will take practice unless you saw friends
Coming all out for the games in the winds
And no one needs to be there in case my back bends
And there is a purposeful practice to lend
When boredom from words is all like a stock
There is a steady path to be on the block
Pop Sonnet #8317
In case of a spanish derivation to lag
There is a tired man like an old crag
Which is my good friend and mentor to tag
In case of the reviews we want to get a bag
And there is always a nice try to walk
I do not hear the old timers with calk
And that is about as important as stalk
Which could not be alive in case of the talk
And there is still time for other type reams
They all stayed together as long as you dream
And there is a management in the old seam
Which could have found out I already beam
In case you were wondering about the meaning
I do not worry about the old mind screening
Pop Sonnet #8318
When at last the old free will was not going to happen
Unless you knew I was deciding the napping
And that is the working class situation snapping
To be already a new kind of lapping
And that was the neighborhood still in a free country
Which was the old time in the first world
I do not think the process like a pine tree
Was already there in the curled
And it is totally fine to see all the beef
In case of the stress test now what a relief
And that was the case of the old farmer’s thief
Unless you think property was like a leaf
And that is no problem man getting around
In case you think I am below the ground
Pop Sonnet #8319
Everything works out in partner to coin
I am not very good at the pitch
But if a logic would be funny to boing
And that is the register’s glitch
When I am right here and I will desire frames
That is truth about all the shared names
Unless you think properly in the old tames
Was already passing by properly frames
And everything works like an old bubble
Passing by bumps was never in trouble
One day there will be a transit in the skyway rubble
In case of the future I do think I have stubble
But it is just fine it is just a comeback
And I think I never got cut too much slack
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