"caswell" poems
VACUUM CLEANER TANGO
---Lyrics by Jonathan Caswell
(Some misspellings are due to rhythm keeping)
The Vac…cuum Clea…ner Tango,
Is like…a juicy…mango,
Those fi…bers will…entangle
Your teeth or brushes, pretty quick!
The girls…who do…the cleaning,
Are ev…ver so…well-meaning,
To move…around…guys leaning,
That watch…and approve…the show!
Plugs must…be changed…more frequently,
If lon…ger hallways…decently,
Are cleaned…the most…expediently,
It’s all…a part of…the dance!
The vac…cuum clea…ner tango,
A dai…ly chore…is wrangled,
By clea…ners star…spangled,
Perfor…ming it with…extra class!
Feb 5, 2012
Feb 5, 2012 at 2:45 AM UTC
CAPTAIN JIM
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
Feb 5, 2012
Feb 5, 2012 at 2:33 AM UTC
THE NEW BOY IN TOWN
I happened to ask while on my rounds
A friend about his wife,
And the baby boy that she delivered last week…
The boy a loving product of married life,
A closeness that all of us seek.
I asked him how did his older daughter fare
With a new baby brother in tow,
The father admitted some jealousy there…
As dynamics in families go.
His older sister won’t let him be held
By HER DADDY if she’s in the room,
Mom and Daddy love her very much…
Someday we trust she’ll come round to see
The new boy needs an older sister’s touch.
---Jonathan Caswell
Feb 5, 2012
Feb 5, 2012 at 2:47 AM UTC