Pop sonnet #8870

This long dropped his aberaveg crown esta semana la asparagus noun
Esta pezes en me fezes town
Send aaron in he's not around

With impetus practacality
Old man gibbon lost at sea
The mirror spins indubadibility
And that is like the strange dt

With other people's old kaboom
Should have picked fruit of the loom
The transgender cult I would go boom
Esta semana hace todos room

La fictione no new rules la glean
In a rut for tomorrow's makine
That will drape the lock box cervesa
Could you stop hurting our cabesa

Pop sonnet #8871

Psychotropic philosophy
Pay close attention to the medicality
My worst habit is highly affordable
Like fishermen in Peter's recordable

When the gov fcc sends out it's boo
Thrrre the shelter lands And a
Anew in the space with all the glands
Especialmente la sc trands

The perfect day from locuat drives
The lunch we have in cursive sctibres
Esta mucho mota en la piece
The grasshopper buried below the Reese

Like a chirp chirp destiny
The worst thing that could happen to be

Pop sonnet#8872

The lack off response in ninety two percent
In case the check pays for the tent rent
Sharing all the secret trade
Fifty cents for lemonade

Esta palabra an randomicity
Rage in stallion lose specificity
Chuck Schroeder in no man's land
The hand should never see the hand

The be careful are real attititude nil
Esta Roche Accutane fill
Esta problema con eccitas
After the dragons veritas

Like a cobra munching on my brain
Maybe I should brush the stain

Pop sonnet#8873

After the vickster cleaned the shop
In the bathroom I name drop
For tomorrow's worries are not even scary
Follow the rules and learn the wart

Slightly to the left the dog
Sexual like an old leap frog
After back off in the mog
Espers vespers respers log

Estaruarium encki sing
Sing zing ring astorium dring
No one can see you hallucinate
Between you and me I feel quite grate

Even in the corridoroutys

Pop sonnet #8874

After keeping it coming down
The dev is still right here a clown
After the ball on pips empty rowm
Estacione espace lown

La.ibjeta 7 esta per gulp
Phantom carriage pays the pulp
Like taking credit for nothing here
The peace and quiet brings a tear

With many distracciones no deadly
Pray we win at wounded knee
Being a skijer gondola free
The round about encourages the key

Pop sonnet#8875

Davey j his audio toons
Esta problema con package absinthe boons
Next time if the medical doc
From Scientology not a crock

The riches have now all been drained
Because it always could have reigned
The chivalry in British hist
Could have been guineveres last trust

Without a sip and now a sup
Libations in the master kup
Without a hug bug takes the drup
An a vision too stup

With a turban Koran snake Ishmael
Without money to pay your bail

Pop sonnet #8876

Watch it mister buster crab
In the silence like a cab
Less is kind of more a lab
When the go ahead comes on drab

An morartorium freightuy train
The hose distracciones not a pain
Like hardwoods feeling by a crane
And everywhere the laughter stain

The utopia myths and metaphors
Taking compliments like the cores
Dropping subjects dropping balls
Throwing bricks and making calls

No more time for swaddling bucklers
Swashling in the super clucksters

Pop sonnet #8877

Champion no longer prays
Black beauty she no longer brays
The bag is loaded I am fine
The cobra sips the Mickey line

La Reyes tazas en la swelter
Fish fried out the wormies
Unless the intestinal is meltered
When you form a lining heltered

Less I use my name in vain
Tsk two tsk la estamana vato veto train
The big train set the hidden hobby
Suddenly clouds looked all nabobby

When you take philosophy
And buy the arse exceptionally

Pop sonnet #8878

You got this is bad ideals
When wrong answers seem to pay for meals
Donations no longer acceptable
Full and bull the limatable timetable

Like a trig c root uneven
Surrender Dorothy surrender Steven
No trespasses like a kill of thought
Running backs may just get shot

Unless they don't hang out with gangstas
It is hard for pwt not to be a prankster
Don't say such things I knew you would
This Friday I may where a hood

Overruled the land and sea
Maybe I don't need therapy

Pop sonnet #8879

Back to bed I tuck the lead
Crushing dread for films instead
And subtitles are out there somewhere
Not to look for panic suster

The flobots know about my crutch
The papacy agrees I took too much
In case edmundo is a such and such
Venom claw the left wing touch

And next time I should take my smackers
Pressures off like always flackers
Glaciers melting down the backers
Longer takes than even slackers

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