JONATHAN—A GIFT FROM GOD
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He’s not trying to be conceited,
Just telling what some have conceded…
The man has gifts
Too many to list,
And through them God’s word is seeded.
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They aren’t in use all the time,
How could he know…doesn’t mind…
Identifying
Is so trying,
Just let me be used by THE MAN!
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Live your life, says he,
Say, Lord how You will, use me…
Spirit control
Fills up the soul,
Fill me to full completely!
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–Jonathan Caswell
WANT ANY BREAD?
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Jonathan—do you want any bread–
We have lots at home he said…
Wheat and white
For many a night,
But thanks for asking me, Fred!
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–Jonathan Caswell
THE STORY OF MEPHIBOSHETH*
(tune of “The Beverly Hillbillies” TV theme)
Now…
This is the story of Mephibosheth
Who was dropped by his nurse
After his Daddy’s death,
Raised in a home
Way down in “Loe-dee-bar”**
The son of Jonathan to be a star!
(Because of his father…he was redeemed!)
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Now…
The next thing you know
This Jonathan’s boy
Was hidden away
So he wouldn’t be destroyed…
But then found grace
In the eyes of a king
Because of David, his praises would ring.
(Restored lands…and supper, too!)
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For the sake of his Dad,
Mephibosheth was made to stay
At King David’s table
And not be sent away,
When David was forced to
Leave his kingly throne,
Mephibosheth mourned
Until David came home!
(Didn’t comb…a single hair.)
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Now…
David came back to
His throne and concubines,
With Absalom gone
Everything was back in line…
Mephibosheth came and
Gave up all his land
Just welcome to David
To his land!
(Split the land..with a Ziba-man!)
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So…
Mephibosheth stayed
And had him a son,
He was redeemed for
What his Daddy’ed done…
David and Jonathan
Were the best of friends
And that is how this
Story ends!
(Faithfulness…paid on down!)
–Jonathan Caswell
* Story contained in the Old Testament Book of 2nd Samuel, Chapter 4: Verse 4; Chapter 9: 1-13; 16:1-4; 19: 15, 24-30…nearly any translation or version of the Bible.
** Phonetic spelling (sounds like this!)
A POLAR BEAR SWIM, ANYONE?
Ice barely covers the pond,
May we get in training now(?)…
The water is cooler than it was
Do we wait until we yell “OW!”?
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Let’s get in gradually,
And acclimate over time….
When we’re ready for the big plunge
Our bodies will think it less of a crime.
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It’s not that we’re made of blubber,
Ignore that chuckling in back…
We just want to make it over the ice
Without extraneous cracks!
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Let us start with a gradual descent
Into a heated pool…
Then jump in every week or so
Into water increasingly cool.
–Jonathan Caswell
BLACK ICE BOBBY
(A SILLY LIMERICK-STYLE POEM)
Did you hear about “Black-Ice” Bobby?
His truck tires were big and knobby…
Hit black ice with his girl,
The truck took a whirl
And no one could find the bodies!
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Remember that “Black-Ice” Bobby?
For safer roadways he did lobby…
But hitting black ice
Wasn’t so nice,
Drive too fast and your record’s shoddy!
–Jonathan Caswell
(Please note: this story is fictional…I think!)
SNOW…NEXT WEEK???
A fellow came in to say,
Snow is on it’s way…
A little too early
To dress up burly,
But we’ll get through okay!
–Jonathan Caswell
WATER PILL WOBBLE
(“Yellow Rose of Texas”)
He got his medications
With double water pills,
Flushing out his fluid
Will take care of his ills…
With water weight reducing
He’ll easier breathe,
So he’ll not have to quickly
Make out a will to bequeath!
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He’s feeling rather wonderful
As he runs for the pot,
Cloresterol reduction
Is not all that he’s got…
All this extra exercise
Is doing good as well,
As long as he wobbles
Carefully to avoid a spill!
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His doctors have him taking stuff
With scientific names,
But when they say the name brand
He thinks they’re playing games…
It’s him who must coordinate
Between health services,
So there’s no duplication
Of what the other says!
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He’s healthier but faces
Changing what he eats,
To not binge out on candy
Or salty tasty treats…
This is the hardest thing of all
But he’s got little choice,
He’s got to stop fooling himself
His doctors all voice!
–Jonathan Caswell
TRAINS ON SCHEDULE
One of the joys of that gate house
Is hearing a train working near…
Providence and Worcester Railroad trains
Often do appear.
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Climbing the hill out of Worcester,
Going to Gardiner, Mass…
Up in early afternoon
And back down when sunset is passed.
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Lots or interesting freight cars
Appear on the monitor screen…
Provided so that we can see
If a vehicle goes where it means…!
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Return trains run in darkness,
Screeching like a slythering ghost…
Despite the hardships of the gatehouse
This scheduled show means the most!!!!
–Jonathan Caswell
WOOLIE CATERPILLARS’ WARNING
Now what does the brown middle mean,
Is it how long until spring?
According to lore
If of brown there is more,
A milder winter is the thing.
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Of course, sample size
Is small enough to realize…
That proper data
Sent prorata
Is rarely decently-sized.
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The result is it is for fun
We trouble this black and brown one…
It may not be true,
It is up to you
To “measure” the winter that will come.
–Jonathan Caswell
THE PERSIAN WITH AN AVERSION
A story is often told
About a cat so bold…
Ridding the house
Of every mouse
And eating them out in the cold.
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There was a particular persian
Who had a special aversion…
To anything
With squeak or wing,
Found by her, her turf on.
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The carnage became so great,
The cat frequently ate…
She ran aground
Whilst inbound,
And sticks in the cat door of late!
–Jonathan Caswell
By the Mighty Mumford 