He wears his shorts at home,
No need for the public to moan…
His cellulite legs
No one begs
To see or wolf-whistle on!
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–J.E.C.
He wears his shorts at home,
No need for the public to moan…
His cellulite legs
No one begs
To see or wolf-whistle on!
–
–J.E.C.
NIGHT-TIME TUMMY RUMBLE
–
A tumbler of water won’t do
At morning’s quarter to two…
Be it ever so humble
That tummy rumble
Needs something better from you!
–Jonathan Caswell
LATE NIGHT SNACK
I got out crunchy peanut buttery
Toast before being utterly…
Famished at home
While reading a tome,
So the tummy would stop its muttering! 🙂
–Jonathan Caswell
THE WORST POSSIBLE PLACE
Drove home early in the storm,
The boss wanted me safe and warm…
Took my time,
No crazies in line
And roads were in pretty good form.
–
At home, all spaces taken,
Parking rules forsaken…
I parked on the side
In back where I spied
A place to save my bacon.
–
My wife awoke from the pounding
Of our door and a shout resounding…
“Come move your car
This instant from ‘thar’,
Plowed snow all around you is mounding!”
–Jonathan Caswell