Slipshod Sonnet #4
Are the right people winning?
Can I get your witness?
Is time remaining?
Do you love it?
Has the whole world gone mad?
Is it not?
Did you hear what he did to whom?
Are you lonesome tonight?
Do these pants make me look fate?
Are you sincere?
Will you still hate me tomorrow?
What's it got to do with love?
Did it all work out in the end?
Can you learn to love it?
Can I get your witness?
Is time remaining?
Do you love it?
Has the whole world gone mad?
Is it not?
Did you hear what he did to whom?
Are you lonesome tonight?
Do these pants make me look fate?
Are you sincere?
Will you still hate me tomorrow?
What's it got to do with love?
Did it all work out in the end?
Can you learn to love it?
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1 Comments:
Not yet.
Hand to god.
Not as much as we think.
I so do.
Started that way.
It is not.
Yes, and the other one also.
We'll see.
No, but that shirt is like staring into the abyss.
My sin could cere a corpse.
Carol King is so insecure, no?
My growing suspicion is, not much.
Evaluate post-colonoscopy.
For you, yes.
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