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
Practice in city driving
Thankful sufficient timing…
Route memory
Made it easy,
Without my wife’s reminding!
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–Jonathan Caswell
He hopes he’s not ingenuous,
His time each evening tenuous…
has been uploading
Bicentennial railroading,
found some Header Images stupendous!
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Honoring July fourth,
By patriotic train cars of course…!
His N scale uses
Bicentennial cabooses,
To which the “seal” says, “ORT-ORT!”
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Fancy red-white-and-blue,
Appears on bikinis too…
But this year
Railcars are dear,
So them you have to view!
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–Jonathan Caswell
BELOW: a sampling of the GOOGLE IMAGES I found!
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
He going back a few years
When people held fewer fears…
About burning coal
For energy goals,
When a coal train regularly appears!
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Not using behemoth power,
A giant producing huge watts-per-hour…
But a cool RS-1
To get the job done,
Or a steam engine with cinder shower!
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Close down this plant—Why?
So you got a little smut in your eye…
Berry bushes poke through–
Gonna wipe out thorn bushes, too?
Expensive scrubbers can clean up the sky.
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Most of all–coal trains bring jobs,
Labor and wind farms at odds…
How many men
Does solar need attend,
Its labor needs at large?
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Moving coal cars is fun,
As models–not the real ones–
Although on my pike
I’ll do what I like,
But not with the same need of funds!
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–Jonathan Caswell
(See Matthew 6:30, and surrounding verses)
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Fine figures and fashions
Ignite our human passions…
Clothes fitting right
A welcome sight,
On any social occasion!
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Yet the human soul
Doesn’t need clothes to be whole…
If you think “nude”
Understanding is skewed,
Our coverings need not be droll!
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Whom are you depending on?
On this side or the other of the “pond”…
The Lord Most High
Is “my guy”,
The Christ is the One.
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Whom do you serve,
Bob Dylan observed…
That all flesh
With the Devil will mesh,
Unless God is served.
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Focus on God through others,
Unbelievers are sisters and brothers…
All in God’s image made
Their sin price He paid,
Why their chances to know God we smother?
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All men (humans) are like grass,*
how quickly a life will pass…
See Christ today–
Don’t walk away–
Who knows when one breathes their last?
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==Jonathan Caswell
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*Isaiah 40: 5-8
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
Looking at his Comments Column,
A lot of people “call” him…
Lots of LIKES–
Stands to rights–
They like many posts within!
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Others receive more Comments,
But his output is immense…
What–a dozen–
And he’s still buzzing,
To do so wouldn’t make sense!
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Sometimes particular posts,
Of course his own the most…
may receive
A comment brief,
And that more than most!
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But each has their own
Time limits to be “on”…
Grateful he is
For LIKES that whiz,
Stacking up here to beyond!
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–Jonathan Caswell
A handful of women do
Allow their pictures for view…
This “fashion poet”
Wants people know it,
Fashionable people visit here, too!
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Instead of one image all the time,
Word Press has this option divine…
Rotation random
Shows art in tandom,
Picture and poetry!
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Images include three groups,
Fashion, God and trains with snow scoops!
Each in its course
Is a tour de force,
Changing each time the blog reboots!
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–Jonathan Caswell
Header Image graciously allowed by Rosie Rockets, from her blog, A RED LIP AND A NEW SHOE!
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
By the Mighty Mumford 