HIS WIFE’S…

I CAN’T FIGURE IT OUT ANY MORE…HIS WIFE’S…WHAT…???

THE MARVELOUS MUMFORD

HIS WIFE’S…

Oh, what wonderful dreams,

This  lent pain-killer steams…

Up his lenses

And “up-endses”

All of his former means.

Does he ever go to sleep,

Counting mega-sheep…

No, but the pain

Cannot sustain

Itself with the medicine seep.

Of dreams, he’s better not say,

You’d throw the key away…

Just think of a clutch

He’d love so much,

From his far younger days!

Alas, the alarm clock rings

And as he gets up he sings…

Going to work, he

Is extra perky,

And coming to work he sprouts wings.

–Jonathan Caswell

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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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