| || elder, elope, police, unsold, "reel" people.
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The opening poem contains all the words (or variations of them) from today's Jumble.
Comments are welcomed!
Do not explicitly reveal any of the actual answer words until after closing time, but embedding them surreptitiously in comment sentences is encouraged.
10 comments:
Once Australian sheep-shearers finish running super-sharp razors over their "customers," it's no trick to peel real wool off those wriggling bodies.
~ OMK
Don't elope with the police chief's elder daughter.
He'll pursue you far more than he oughter.
Your story may be told,
Or remain unsold
To "reality" newsreel people who bother.
FLN, I thought that I'd posted about the Lefty Sprockett saga. He was a creation of Norm Nathan, a Boston talk show host. I even created a patiche and sent it to him. Southpaw and portsider are baseball terms for lefties
WC
What are some names for righties? Aren't starboarders pretty rare these days?
~ OMK
Had trouble with the fourth Jumble word this morning, and came here hoping for help from Owen. Got it! both the fourth word and the solution--thank you so much, Owen. Very cute and unusual and fun cartoon with that nervous little android. At least his friends were the real deal.
OMK, you righties always take the high ground. Golf instructions assumed the student was right handed. However, the preponderance of righties led to lefty hitters having an advantage. But to answer the question, the name for "Righty" is Normal.
As Boomer would tell you, pro bowling had a big problem because the rare lefty had a virgin side of the alley as the "Normies*" displaced the oil on the alleys.
WC
* A term young alcoholics use for those without the ism.
And... Re. Today's Jumble.. I was convinced LEDER was the first word and chuckled when it seemed Owen couldn't fit it into his l'ick. Lederhosen fe.
Finally, I carefully fit the circles into the riddle-solution and found I was lacking an L.
And I see urban dictionary defines it as a bright child.
WC
*It Hurts to be in Love" was a song of teenage angst
For the town without pity had closed their ranks
Carefully policing the townfolk were wary
Knowing lovesick teens were often contrary
They pleaded, "We're real people with real heart,
Real minds, real souls. Would you tear us apart?
But the pleas to their elders remained unsold
To gain joy and freedom they'd have to be bold.
Were they chasing rainbows beyond their scope?
Or could they escape, could they elope?
Packing their bags they made their silent way
But at the last minute the parents said, "It's okay".
WC
Wilbur, what a lovely, wonderful poem! It has a real plot about the conflict between teenagers and parents (elders), that works in all of the Jumble words and the Jumble solution. A terrific response to today's Jumble--thank you so much, Wilbur.
Your tribute to young love, Wilbur, seems to have reached a happy resolution.
With a small change of details, it would apply to my first wife and me--and her parents of course!
I hadn't realized the heavy-handedness of the "Normals" in various sports. I am not that devoted a fan, as you may have guessed. My sport was fencing, and I don't remember anyone dueling from the other side. Shame on me, I guess.
~ OMK
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