WHEN MURDER’S ON THE MIND…!

When murder is on one’s mind,

One’s teeth begin to grind…

Cell phone’s unpacked–

Components untracked,

Drives him out of his freaking mind!!!!!

She unpacked his cell phone,

Not understanding the items now gone…

Where she claims they were

Is a memory blur,

He thinks what she did was WRONG!

It isn’t her first time doing,

Unpacking and losing–then screwing–

Up sigtuations

Igniting frustrations,

He wishes she’d STOP what she’s doing!

Wishing to club his mate,

Was time to evacuate…!

SHE MUST respond

By finding what’s gone,

THAT—he’d appreciate!

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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