“UNOBTAINIUM” MINE

A mine for “unobtanium”

At Clark’s Trading Post,

In mid-state of New Hampshire

May have coined the term first…

But he has ore of his

Named just the same,

It isn’t mined but “isn’t mine”

Part of a mental game!

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He thinks he needs people

Whom he’ll never meet,

Who’ll be good examples

Of folks on which he’s sweet…

Based solely on peripherals

Not likely face-to-face,

It’s a sort of warped reality

In reality’s place!

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He’ll focus on a particular

Feature or a style,

To generalize fantasy

To generate a smile…

If he’d just be more comfortable

with real people nearby,

He would not have to pretend

With a tearful eye!

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We hope he learns to wake up

And seek out friendships real,

Not shallow generated

Images to feel,

In all his isolation

He’s held onto a few,

Who aren’t just fuzzy figments

With no living to do.

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He’s getting so long-winded

I’m sure few understand,

The shadows around him–

He is a lonely man–

Apparently has not grown up

But will harshly criticize,

While missing opportunity

Right before his eyes!

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–J.E.C.

A POETIC PORTRAIT

A POETIC PORTRAIT

(tune of THE YELLOW ROSE OF TEXAS)

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A poet wants a portrait

Entirely in words,

Written by a fellow poet

Who this poet has observed…

There is no need for flattery

Of that he’s had enough,

But he would be encouraged

And that poet has the stuff!

But he would be encouraged

And that poet has the stuff!

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He wanted someone special

With a woman’s touch,

He chose one with a “gravatar”

That he loves much…

This poetess writes poetry

Intricate and very deep,

She says she’ll somehow get down to

His poet’s inner keep!

She says she’ll try to get into

His poet’s inner keep!

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He could have asked others

But chose his favorite “red”,

Her sensitivity in verse

Makes her one step ahead,..

He recently had his heart changed

To love himself and why,

He wants her to encourage him

As he is through her eyes;

He wants her to describe him

As through her poet’s eyes!

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His wife has agreed to this

As long as this woman knows

She cannot have more than the “write”

To his character expose…

She’s interested in reading

What the other has to say,

To see if she agrees with her

At least most of the way;

to see if she agrees with her

At least most of the way!

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–Jonathan Caswell

BRAIDY CAT

BRAIDY CAT

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Whose afraid of the braidy cat,

The braidy cat.

The braidy cat…

Whose afraid of the braidy cat,

Who licks and twists your lovely long hair?

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His paws are made for combing hair,

Combing hair,

Combing hair…

His paws are made for combing hair

And knotting it in bunches!

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Wouldn’t you want a cat like that…

A cat like that,

A cat like that…

Wouldn’t you want a cat like that,

Who does hair as he munches.

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He’ll cough up hairballs for you…

Hairballs for you,

Hair balls for you…

He’ll cough up hair balls for you,

Of your hair from his tummy!

–Jonathan Caswell

(sung to “WHO’S AFRAID OF THE BIG BAD WOLF?”)

OF AN APPROPRIATE AGE

OF AN APPROPRIATE AGE

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Joanne, our Management helper

Is slim but tall and stacked,

The nicest personality

Which isn’t an act…

She alwats dresses nicely—

Tight short show off her curves,

This “babe” Administraror

Could get on a guy’s nerves!

–Jonathan Caswell