LONG SWEET HAUL
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The coffee pot looks dead,
“I drank all the coffee,” he said…
Wrote poems a lot
Right on the spot,
Tonight I’ll sleep like the dead!
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Just now a fine-figured red,
Named Karen came for a short stead…
Picking up a flash drive
Then back to the hive,
I wish she liked poetry read!
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Been working on a large bacon pizza
Since noon to constantly eat some…
Two liter-sized
Soda comprised
My fluid supply to tweak some.
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Writing and blogging all day,
Lots of time here for play…
Keeps mind in gear
But fingers I fear
May need a rest Sunday!
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Stevie says that by eight-thirty
He’ll relieve me from my hurting…
Meanwhile I’ll strive
To be alert and alive,
Until to my rescue he’s hurtling.
–Jonathan Caswell
By the Mighty Mumford 