He calls himself “fashion poet”,
One or two others know it…
In pursuits
Avoiding lawsuits,
He certainly doesn’t want to blow it!
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Him being man and all,
Must carefully judge his call…
With less passion
Than stereotypical fashion,
Not being the Beast at the ball.
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Gender matters to him,
Especially if women…
They’re the kind
He most has in mind,
Do they mind if he tiptoes in?
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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
❤ JOANNE ❤
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Putting it very succinctly,
Joanne in our eyes is distinctly…
A treasure to see
While we happily,
Visit her office meekly.
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In fashion that’s the best,
In professional confidence rests…
Her cheery manner
With not a complainer,
Or any of which we’ll attest!
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Blessed by her children dear,
We’re blessed by her presence here…
Those of us taken,
Loyalties unshaken
Would make our affection of her clear!
–
We hope this Valentine will do,
We sure do appreciate you…!
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–Jonathan Caswell
SIDE DOOR…DOOR KEEPER
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The front entrance cement
Repaired for frost heaves’ comment…
He’s encamped
At the side door ramp,
To let in her Home Health Aide sent.
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Thus he does weeknights,
This volunter shift is all right…
Mourning doves
Remind him of loves
And the one inside…out of sight!
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–Jonathan Caswell
By the Mighty Mumford 