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As by election she’s gone,
Blog administrators move on…
Needed space
For the poet’s face,
And his wife–picnicking on the lawn!
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And which would he rather see–
Clinton or industry…?
His options voiced
And made his choice,
Mrs. Clinton, you are now “free”.
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Have you seen the poet’s new hat,
Fake beard and all of that…?
Come again
Let the images run,
And maybe in time, you’ll see that!
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–Jonathan Caswell
Have no other gods before Him,
Not even by innocent whim…
It’s suicidal
To worship an idol,
Walking on ice very thin.
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So periodically
He must sort his files to see…
What grabs his heart–
With that he must part,
‘Tis better than hypocrisy!
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Culling out accumulations
Of any conflagrations,,,
That hold him fast
He will cast,
Out for sanctification.
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–Jonathan Caswell
Some observations please,
In the midst of all the sleaze…
Republicans say
“Trump…AWAY.”
Wanting to bring him to his knees.
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Last I heard an report,
Democratic campaigners were FOUR…
Obama, his wife,
Bill, Hillary and V.P. strive,
All on the campaign tour.
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Other than Gov. Pence,
Trump has no supporting defence…
Mean-spirit guys
Won’t lift their eyes,
Or do anything for Trump hence!
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Your Convention really meant naught,
In selfish cruelty caught…
You’re saying “Go to Hell,”
To the people as well,
Acting like you’re Hillary bought!
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It’s the hissy-fit people I implore,
FOR ONCE..put your egos out the door…
He’s not from your camps
But give him a chance,
In taxes we’ll always pay more!
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–Jonathan Caswell
(An Opinionated Poem)
WANTED CLOSE COMMUNICATING!
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The problem was both had hurts,
Committed by trousers and skirts…
Commitment to trust
Gathered rust,
Both thought the other curt.
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Walls and grudges build
Despite commitments to yield…
Many a marriage
Is disparaged,
By combat in the field.
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Obvious one doesn’t understand,
The other’s health demands…
One bends over,
The other takes over
And pushes one into badlands.
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The verbose one wonders why
The silent one won’t try
to open
As they’re hoping,
To fill them in bye-and-bye.
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The silent one’s thoughts run sarcastic,
The other one listens to drastic…
And half the time
Is not so inclined,
They both fall into that basket!
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–Jonathan Caswell
HIS MERCIES ARE NEW EVERY MORNING!
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God’s mercies renew every morning,
Reality is now forming…
This is a new day
So push away
From yesterday’s regret and mourning!
(Philippians 3: 13-14; Lamentations 3: 22-23)
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–Jonathan Caswell
By the Mighty Mumford 