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Feb 2012

I know a mate called Captain Jim

Who wants one written for him…

The man’s in command

That I understand,

And I must determine his whim.

What do I say of my Commander

(He requests he get the first gander)…

I’d better be sure

Of facts I procure,

I will not use hearsay or slander.

If he wants a fine fantasy

He can do it much better than me…

I hear there are lines

That work sometimes

To put something under the tree.

I’m reluctant to say any more,

Don’t need an escort out the door…

From Commander Jim

Who must have his whim

Of watching my sweat out-pour!

---J. Caswell
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