PENCIL SKIRT
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On the tight side with a nice blouse
A pencil skirt’s worth every ounce…
Taken in
So the guys grin,
And for you will leave the house.
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Slim and trim and tight,
With a good blouse you’ll be dressed right…
The eyes and “ahs”
Your way the applause
Shows you beautiful and bright.
–Jonathan Caswell
OH REALLY??
(Modern Access Control)
Ten years on the job with bonus,
Realizing occupational onus…
You can’t socialize
‘Round here (no surprise),
It’s no good in thinking “oh, woe us!”
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All beauties in/out of these doors,
Can never, never be your’s…
You are there to assist,
Not grow a “friend list”
Remember…you were told this before.
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Yeah, but it hurts so,
To let all those pretty friends go…
A man ought to be
Assigned more beauty,
Then is caught…when the answer is “no”.
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That’s always been a problem at the door,
Some “deer in headlights” looks are there sure…
If a gauntlet they must run
Admiring men are hung
Out to dry for being immature.
–Jonathan Caswell
WATCH YOUR BEAUTY–I MEAN, DUTY!
At work he’s tied to his desk,
And watches a moving burlesque…
That is better when warmer
Than a neighbor’s dormer,
What more could he possibly ask?
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Not that anyone is BARE,
But there’s a lot of beauty there…
Curves exciting,
Proportions inviting
As long as one is safe, they don’t care.
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Just one thing wrong with this scene,
The production for which he is keen…
Favorites can’t be pictured
‘Cause a no-camera stricture
Prevents photographing–that’s mean!
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Each day it begins refreshed,
This well-appreciated vision addressed…
When favorites go by
They’re in his mind’s eye,
Lovingly—-at a distance—-caressed.
–Jonathan Caswell
IN THE DRAWER
Three cameras sit in the drawer,
Wondering what they are for…
Only one can flash
For a party crash…
But I don’t attend those anymore!
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It’s tempting to photograph women,
But my wife might not like that as given…
So I’ll photograph trees,
Trains and honeybees
As created by my God in heaven.
–Jonathan Caswell
