DO YOU THINK I HAVE ENOUGH???
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Finding room is getting rough,
Do you think I have enough…
One more dream
Fulfilled as schemed,
Engines that run but don’t puff.
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Can’t run more than two at a time,
Embodying memories sublime…
Reaching the end
Of finances, friend,
Over-spending is a crime.
–Jonathan Caswell
THE LORD CLEANED MY COMPUTER
(or arranged it!)
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To say that God cleaned it
Is to say He arranged the act…
There is no doubt that without His clout
I once again would have been smacked.
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The on-line guy never called back
So I was left in the lurch…
I asked Pastor for prayer and
He and others prayed right in church.
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My neighbor introduced me to the man who
Had been fixing computers a while…
He didn’t upload what I wanted,
But left me with a smile.
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He did as he’d normally done,
Cleaned and set things up right…
So now I’m safer with protection besides
And the cost was much less of a fright!
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The Lord in His mercy sent someone along,
Of that I am entirely convinced…
If I had gone with my original plan,
The bank account would have winced!
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–Jonathan Caswell
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WHY EVEN MENTION IT?
He saw it happening again,
Desiring more than a friend…
Resisting that pull
To pull the wool
Over his eyes and pretend.
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At least once a year he goes,
into these attraction throes…
Always one-way
He dare not stay
Too close to a prospective rose.
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Happens so often he
Knows eventually…
The “old nature”
Legislature
Votes for a juicy affaire!
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“Resistance is futile,” some say,
But rather just walk away…
Run if you must
From growing lust,
Be true to your beloved night and day.
–Jonathan Caswell
(christianity.com)
CREATIVE COMBINATIONS
(From A dream?)
One against three or two,
How does one know what to do…
A fevered pitch
Drops a stitch,
One less working–boo-hoo!
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Several combine as one,
Knowing by heart what’s done…
Sounds like a breeze,
Becomes a tight squeeze
When the word race is won.
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Not sure what to do?
Will set things up for you!
Summon a meme,
Float that trireme*
Just when you’re feeling blue!
–Jonathan Caswell
* A trireme…afloat!
(http://academic,brooklyn.cuny,edu/classic/)
POET’S PLUGGING
The Poet, properly plugged,
When it was time merely shrugged…
His battery fine
Plugged in all the time
Brought euphoria as if he were hugged.
–Jonathan Caswell
By the Mighty Mumford 