Category Archives: song parody

BIRCH TREE PAINTING PARTY

BIRCH TREE PAINTING PARTY!

It is a marvel Monday

The painting party’s soon,

Tables are plastic-covered

In our Common Room…

I almost wish I had signed up

For curiosity

If I can type out this blog

Then could I paint a tree?

–J. E. C.

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“BURNT BLACK PEA PODS”

“BURNT BLACK PEA PODS”

We used to eat a lot of

Oriental cuisine,

And had personal favorites

Of which we were so keen…

Got a hold of some burnt pea pods,

We forgot that they were hot,

They were fresher than usual–

Our tongues had firey spots!

General Tsao’s Chicken

Is still a favored dish,

But when I see those peppers

I am much more skittish…

I love the warm flavoring

When it doesn’t burn a lot,

And when things are too hot to bear

White steamed rice hits the spot!

–Jonathan Caswell

FRESH PINEAPPLE

FRESH PINEAPPLE

I’m eating fresh pineapple

The last of some she found,

Of which she ate the most of

To which I’ve gotten around…

It is sweet goodness

Unlike the stuff in cans,

If we could afford this quality

We’d always this demand;

If we could afford it,

We’d not go back to canned!!!!

Some so nicely

Made simple cuts and cored,

Easier to eat it

After a cutting board…

It was so succulent and rich

I ate the core and all,

The extra fiber will be good

I need more overall…

The extra fiber will be good

I need more over-all!!!!

–Jonathan Caswell

TWO REDHEAD PICTURES

TWO REDHEAD PICTURES

I have two pics of redheads

Photos of people real,

They surely do encourage me

With their face appeal…

They both are widely smiling in

An enthused and pure way,

They give me encouragement

In my Header display,

I’m to see their bright faces

in my Header display!

–Jonathan Caswell

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HELLO BARBIE”

“HELLO BARBIE”

“HELLO BARBY” my young friend,

I’ve come to talk to you again…

‘Bout a vision softly creeping

In my dreams while I was sleeping…

And the vision that was planted in my brain…still remains…

An A.I. is among us!

In these dreams I talked alone,

With a doll to call my own…

But everything I said

Found its way out and was spread

to  its makers who propositioned me

Frequently,,,

How could my doll…do this?

I poured my heart out privately

“HELLO BARBY” can’t you see,

You’re supposed to  be my friend

On my privacy I must depend,

Then a thought hit…that you were just teasing me…

By pleasing me—

For information passed on

To your makers!

Said I, this isn’t fair,

I lovingly comb your hair…

How so quickly you would betray

The one who bought you for that special day

And my kids…are frightened ’cause you tell..

Their thoughts as well

And stand doing all

The betrayal!

–Jonathan Caswell

This poem is inspired by recent discussions on the radio program, GROUND ZERO. with Clyde Lewis.(www,groundzeromedia,org), regarding neuromarketing and neuropolitics.   The poem uses the rhythm structure of THE SOUND OF SILENCE,, by Simon and Garfunkle. and is a respectful parody of that song.     The  doll, “HELLO BARBIE”, is a real product that will talk back to children…and anyone else!  The scenario presented here was gleaned from discussion on GROUND ZERO, speculating the potential future use of the doll—or one like it.   AS FAR AS THIS AUTHOR KNOWS….listening to and broadcasting information is not within the capabilities of this particular product…I think.

MY FORMER FAVORITE

MY FORMER FAVORITE

My former favorite walked past

A nice grey sweater on,

Previously I’d have made it plain

That it sure turned me on…

But now a little wiser

Just a “good night” will do…

As the Boss says, think it in your mind

But don’t let it slip through!

–Jonathan Caswell

TEEN CHALLENGE VISIT

TEEN CHALLENGE VISIT

(TO OUR CHURCH, THIS AM)

Teen Challenge from Brockton, Mass.,

Sang at our church today,

I’m sorry they outnumbered us

It was a fine day…

I sat in a pew behind the group–

They liked to praise and shout,

Their visit is a yearly thing

Despite our small turnout!

They praised with us and glorified

Lord Jesus for His grace,

They added a chorus

To “AMAZING GRACE”…

The guys gave testimonies

That would break your heart

Learning some of the details—

We’re glad they’re set apart.

Downstairs we had a feast set out

The best that we could do,

Variety was our style–

Church members came through…

My wife made up two Jellos

With fruit and sugar-free,

I have to go back and pick them up:

Is there any left for me?

I have to go back and pick them up–

Is there any left for me?

–Jonathan Caswell

*A song parody…to the tune of THE YELLOW ROSE OF TEXAS…How did I do?  🙂