SHE SAVED US
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My wife and I frustrate each other
With how we do it differs…
She puts things who knows where
That angers me to shivers.
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We are awfully “short” this week,
A minimal shopping trip…
She found SPAM she’d hidden away
And I was about to flip.
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Then it hit me–couldn’t get mad
Because she had saved the day…
We’d be stuck with just peanut butter
If she hadn’t stashed the SPAN away!
–Jonathan Caswell
LAP-TOP SLOPPED!
His lap-top computer turned seedy
Because he got too greedy…
Crap let in
Hit him on the chin,
For clean out, money is needy!
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He wanted to multi-task
But found two websites masked…
Labelling deceit
(The small print feat)
Delivered for what he didn’t ask.
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Called a friend for recommendations
On thee best for renumerations…
Security–
And cleanup (not free),
That will end the consternation.
–Jonathan Caswell
SOME THOUGHTS ON SPAM…!
Thinking about spam today,
We mostly throw it away…
Like a drainage trap
To catch the crap,
Is it anything worth the outlay?
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When OUR POETRY CORNER started,
Attention by bloggers seemed thwarted…
The commercial crowd
Was willing and loud,
At least we were in someone’s target!
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I tried to sort out sometimes
The “spam” honestly inclined…
To comment on those
Who don’t thumb the nose,*
At decency refined.
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“How to speak Australian” is had,
From a blogger whose English is bad(?)…
I don’t think so,
But they’ll gladly show
That maybe YOU are the cad!
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I tried recently to sort
Out someone I thought was a sport…
In her very next post-it
She angrily roasted,
The poem which had had her enthusiastic support.
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If we’re desperate for attention, they are there,
But it seems hard to let them share…
Posts misunderstood
That’ll do them no good,
Until they earn the finances to care. 🙂
–Jonathan Caswell
*”thumb the nose at”…an obscene gesture of disrespect or rebellion.
By the Mighty Mumford 