Pop sonnet #8980

Now that hell week is over
And the pressure is off
All invited for the doff
All I need is my old four leaf clover

Less is not more unless the fruitopia
Was all the prestopia
Manicly fruitful in crestopia
This is not an utopia

When you invite the best mannered guests
There is no left winger pressed
Glad I read the Mormon bible today
Never know to turn which way

Still not even getting tired
Now that I have completely retired

Pop sonnet #8981

There is a way in tootleoo
The magnet in reality zoo
Quick thinking make an exchange
Bit by bit no more killers in range

The less close I look found your toy gun
The minite that I lost the stunning Sun
Don't have a bad temper may have to prove that later
My books can be read by sexy waiters

As long as we have been to your basement
The ghetto is part of my establishment

Pop sonnet #8982

This book is so far off track
I am tired of being the freaking Mack
Here come the old thought polo attract
The never there approach really works

Expletive deleted the taking it backed
With a regular chore for a regular floor
The last time I had the hard stuff
The gate remained the average bluff

Plenty of time for more ozu
And they will be back in frame go zoo
We are not sad that we missed
It is on my good deed list

Don't even tease my bald head
It will lead you into grizzle dread

Pop sonnet #8983

This seems to make me sweat less
The feeling that I have no more stress
When life eats a lemon the carriage
Will remind me of a lack of marriage

In case you think you are gettingndumped you won't
If you want to block me go ahead please don't
I may need to know if you are still alive
Even in the hyperdrive

Like good old words with patient manners
The glistening gear of self made tanners
We were all good with Patricia Hurst here
Her dad barely ever drank any beer

As long as this smash crash done and dash
Please watch for pedestrians in the cache
When you know redunancy makes some ploys
There is a limit to the employs

Pop sonnet #8984

If you need to take a drink, I will never use your sink
The airwaves turned off with a blink
Waking up to early got this nailed
You should really not be spailed

Which means you make a deal over nothing
How's my dogg how's my hogg
Esta too as ropas nephi sang
Which was a bit too strong in blang

Remember that I am closer to the tenth
Risky work is always denth
And maybe you should not let this happen to you
Like a bicycle built for two...

Pop sonnet #8985

Back in the strangestbdreams this mourning
Rubalcaba your son is adorning
The fashion police are coming to get me
This is the reason for slicing a tree

When we tee off it is never a wrap
The senility prefers the calming never get caught
There is a reason for the cot
The scare factor fell of the earth

I doubt there is money in this for what it is worth
Why it is not a good idea to sell out
More people will like you without a doubt
No more film theories never gonna work

Slip down the drain
Lost the old grain

Pop sonnet #8986

My old buddy Seth Cooley and zable
We all fear to eat at the same table
Maybe we should stay off the cable
Unless there is a way to read from the label

Tomorrow the therapy cometh to mind and that is a dollar I gave you to grind
Just make sure the eggs hatch in the bind
When that is not important but easy to find

Maybe I should stop making any connections
Maybe there is a feeling of elections
You may not agree with me but that is okay
As long as my therapist makes it all go away

Be a good friend and lend a helping hand
In case the old ostrich puts the head in the sand

Pop sonnet #8987

When the sand dollar is grand
Worth more money than the entire planned
Even my hat turned into a fanned
And catching the peach without the quicksand

Not really in trouble won't be needing a smoke
Unless this island is all getting broke
Easily does it in the children mine kinder
That is what it takes to be a friender

When the questions are asked maybe I should stop answering them
Maybe you should get it on in my rem
That is like a ridiculous clock

Comes as a field comes as a shock
There is no point in wearing the flock

Pop sonnet #8988

Not a bad thing to be pretty good
There is plenty of time to do what we should
And that is like holding onto the fould
Which really makes me seem all understood

Like a product placement without any words
The level of punching bag makes us want
The energy of expletive deleted is here down in front
Lets be realistic in a grated g world

Like empires that never die never will
That is the reason I needed a pill
Maybe you should try not to spill
The meter is right here in the gill still

Just doing no jobs the strangest dreams never come true
Even if you like the sky to be blue

Pop sonnet #8989

Nothing is up nothing even happened
There is no point in little books wrap end
When you mind your own business and don't read the news
Maybe your brothers can sing you the blues

Expletive deleted you feel me look out
When you spring back into the spring bored
Like an old empty feeling of bax
And my old friend is paying the slax tax

Which really makes me worried over naught
As long as nobody ever gets caught
This is the stringy believe in yourself
So what if you like to organize the shelf

Maybe there is no point in a fight
See you again sometime tomorrow night...