Category Archives: A MEAL OF LEFTOVERS! YUM!

ANOTHER COUNTRY HEARD FROM?

The trouble with baked beans,

Is undigested proteins…

Tend to collect

As you’d expect,

Unless extra enzymes  do their thing.

(Like BEANO)

Do you know why church seats are pews,

Carefully add up the clues…

Saturday beans

Provide the means,

If one eats many or phew!

These days, pineapple enzymes,

Are known  to decrease gas lines…

Better fresh

Uncooked, I suggest,

Wise practice for those more refined!

–Jonathan Caswell

WORDS, STORIES, FEELINGS

Reading words not meant,

For one’s eyes presents…

Sudden desire

For feeling fire,

Especially from that event.

Magazines easily avoided,

Go looking on blogs, you’ll find it…

Rich food for the eyes

Quick compromise,

Initially one doesn’t mind it!

Have-nots want what you have,

Innocents rarely are saved…

But thrown in

Never again

To deny they’ve craved.

–Jonathan Caswell

 

 

BAKED BEANS FIT MY DINNER PLANS (A PARODY)

(To….JOSHUA FIT THE BATTLE OF JERICHO)

Baked beans fit my dinner plans,

Dinner plans

dinner plans,

Baked beans fit my dinner plans—

Unfrozen with margarine!

–Jonathan Caswell

SHRIMP IN LOBSTAH SAUCE

*LOBSTAH…is the supposed way to say “lobster” in Massachusetts and up in Maine.

Ate up the leftovers first,

But wanted more protein at worst…

Lobstah sauce nice

To “soak up”the rice,

The folks have my orders well-versed!

Chinese is a treat for me,

Not purchased ordinarily…

A special time this

In overtime bliss,

While blogging poetry.

Lobstah or lobster,

Whichever, you may infer..

No lobstah meat

But shrimp to eat,

Is better than common wild bird!

–J.E.C.

SEASONAL VESTIGES

Do not cry for Christmas,

It lives within our hearts…

The elves atop the water cooler

And its wreath have yet to depart!

Orthodox Catholics

Celebrate January sixth…

Perhaps these elves are Orthodox (!)

Not wanting it to miss.

It looks like all the trees are down,

Put away here at work…

Poinsettia plants take their place

A minor sort of perk.

In stores…candy fifty percent off,

Decorations and toy sales too…

We used to go to Scranton, PA.

Where toy departments made me blue!

But now they’re up and running

Toward Valentine’s Day…

It won’t hurt if they put out

Some things for Easter, by the way!

–Jonathan Caswell

SECURED IN SILENCE

Before turning into that street,

He shuts off the radio bleat…

Once on post

Silent’s the most

Advantageous during his beat!

Security had a radio,

To which the client said “NO”…

Stay alert–

By a ball game we’re hurt,

If an intruder comes and you don’t know!

I type with eyes on the screens,

Closed Circuit video streams…

Staying alert

And looking won’t hurt,

By any and all worthy means!

–Jonathan Caswell

THE DAY AFTER CHRISTMAS

In the rabbit warren,

Residents astir,

Some moving slowly

While others in a blur…

Refuse to be kicked out

Like  boxes, paper, food–

Some to be thrown away

And some to be reused

(for example…LEFTOVERS!).

The rabbits and their kin

Have grown rather quiet,

No party sounds within

Or of a present riot…

Looking out windows

At salt white-stained street,

They’re thankful for life

And for something to eat.

–Jonathan Caswell

START WRITING IT DOWN AGAIN!

Did he get insulin the morning?

He doesn’t remember but yawning…

He wanted to take

But didn’t quite make,

Five ninety-seven’s a warning!!!

–Jonathan Caswell

PIZZA PARTIES!

Closer and closer to time,

Pizza orders climb…

People busy

Cooks are dizzy,

And this sure saves them time!

In nursing home work,

Pizza the common perk…

Folks outside

Would come take aside,

What wasn’t  done when THEY worked!

Tonight, safety training

Is why pizza’s reigning…

Convenient reward

For staying on board,

Munching while knowledge retaining!

–J.E.C.

BEING PHILOSOPHICAL—ABOUT SUPPER!

The thing about leftover beets,

This vinegar batch  repeats…

Throat’s turning sore

Won’t eat anymore,

Other than finishing meats!

The beets have sat since Thanksgiving,

In the fridge, but living…

A life of ease

“Consume me please,”

Which I’ve done so–my wife did the giving.

Now we’re at the end

Of tough-to-chew purple vends…

Vinegar

And my throat concur,

Someday to make amends!