Two liters of MOXIE is wild,
Not this happy since a long while…
Twelve can packs of DIET
Could barely stay quiet,
Bought the two twelve packs they had there tonight!
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SHAWS in Whitinsville, Mass.
Is where I found this great cache…
A delicious way
To end the day,
Sure hope they have more in the back!!!!! ❤
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Jonathan Caswell
(An opinion in a practical religious context)
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Muslims Jews and Christians agree,
It goes against sanity…
For “LGBTQ’s”
Both bathrooms to use,
With total impunity!
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Guys don’t mind looking at a girl
Think she’s a man–what a thrill…
But “girls” made like guys
A boy often lies,m
Ro get hormonal toe curls!
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Men and women don’t mix,
Anatomically betwixt…
Security most times
On women’s minds,
Secure and private functions are blitzed!
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We believe humans basically evil,
This POLITICAL oppression’s the devil…
Giving predators free rein
And those who complain
Are chastised for being “evil”.
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An opinion post, based on religious and experiential fact.
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Jonathan Caswell
His N scale model railway,
Unfinished to this day…
Is labeled P.C.
Not politically,
But “Procrastination Central”, he’d say!
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So much on it still to do,
Each project is almost half-through…
Keeps changing direction
On theme selection,
Rearranging things as if on cue
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HE THINKS…he’s nailed it down,
His scrap plastic pile’s quite a mound…
Rough kitbashing
Some parts go missing,
On which he won’t expound!
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–Jonathan Caswell
The sight we fans did not want to see–
The orange and black/yellow scheme…
Has shown up in Worcester, Mass.,
This tide is coming in.
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Chocolate brown and red
Lettering in white…
Eventually will be swept away
But not yet overnight!
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Orange and black I do not hate–
It’s one of my favorite roads…
Born way out in New York State,
Hauling salt mine loads!
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–Jonathan Caswell
THE COFFEE MACHINE..is working,
An engineer left, smirking…
I used to drink
Two potfuls I think,
An empty machine is irking!
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–Jonathan Caswell
She worked at UNIBANK
In Douglas–I wanted to thank
Her for her time
And her job climb,
Her brand new upward rank.
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On an impulse I stopped today,
Someone smiled and showed me the way…
A classy place-
Seeing her face
Washed all my concerns away!
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She said that I looked good,
My wife’s hand braces–understood…
The joy of less pain,
She said come again
I told her that maybe I would!
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–Jonathan Caswell
AUTHOR’S NOTE: He’s not trying to grandstand—just admit to his guilt of certain motives and conduct and ask forgiveness of those he has wronged–whether or not they feel they were. It is a part of his Christian belief…being reconciled to God and the ones he has wronged asking forgiveness of both. There is a Bible basis to all this, which the author believes by faith to be the transcribed word of God to be followed and obeyed. Especially when he doesn’t! Questions/Comments are always welcome.
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Writer of poetry,
The “fashion” got away from me…
Chasing skirts
Many women hurts,
Of this I am guilty!
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Sought “readers” unsuccessfully,
The hidden motive–to see…
What interested
Where saints shouldn’t tread
And pester them endlessly!
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The many unreturned visits,
Prove out how wrong is it…
I know my sin
Repenting therein,
Stop this practice is the solution exquisite!
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I will stillreach out,
In subjects not ruled out…
Walk in the flesh
Heavily risks death,
Gotta pull some hot irons out!
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The upshot–some I’ll follow–
The rest–if they visit tomorrow…
I’ll respond graciously
But not the pest–not me–
I’ve sinned–I repent in sorrow!
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My actions toward those of whom I’ve spoken,
From now on–contact is broken…
This I must do
So they’ll feel safe too,
No need of me in their business poking.
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–Jonathan Caswell
On the Railway named “PAN-AM”,
They conjured a curious plan…
An old loco
With it’s first logo,
Put it back in service and it RAN!
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Mostly for local yard work,
Natives thimk it a perk…
Local history
Working patiently,
With the expected GP-7 or 9 quirks!
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Spends time in between rail yards–
East Deerfield, Portland, onwards…
Railroader memories
Don’t grow up on trees,
And for a while they won’t break down from rust!
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–Jonathan Caswell
Image from the NERAIL NEW ENGLAND PHOTO website of a currently-working heritage locomotive
Spaghetti hits the fan,
Whatever goes wrong–can…
Letting things slide
Like suicide,
Leaves very little planned.
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Brought it all on his head,
The wife’s got her own head…
Why try
Tired of the strive,
He wants to go back to bed.
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Blames himself he’s isolated,
No confidant located…
But those for hire–
Credit’s expired–
In fewer discussions he’s participated!
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Why anyone would stay,
He wants to hide away…
Have to muddle through–
Make an attempt to–
Would anyone pray?
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–Jonathan Caswell
The Poet’s gone searching again,
For winter scenery then…
GREEN MOUNTAIN’s Alcos—
He’d love to see those—
His favorite engine!
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ALCO RS-1’s in the cold,
Working with heart although old…
Giving class
To a road short of cash,
That railroad’s survival they’re owed!
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–Jonathan Caswell
By the Mighty Mumford 