| parch, caste, exhort, beaten, (a) space heater. |
| thorny, bitten, hearth, mayhem, sequel, afloat, the salt of the earth.
Image from the Internet.
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.
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The fat man tried to sneak out from the retirement home for a poker night with his pals. He figured he'd use the pandemic to his advantage by donning a mask and slipping out through the foyer, unrecognized, right under the nose of his nagging wife who kept a sharp eye on the entrance of the home.
He hooked the cotton mask he called his "face cheater" over his ears and, whistling nonchalantly (if awkwardly through the fabric), strolled toward the front door.
"Stop right there!" she yelled, "before you go any further!"
She plucked him by the ear and announced to her nearby friends:
"I'd know that waistline anywhere!"
Telling the story later on, he chalked it up to "the fault of the girth."
~ OMK
Owen, we miss your poems--especially on Sunday, when there would be two of them to help us solve the Jumble. Hope you're feeling okay, and our thoughts and love are with you.
Thank you for your hilarious couple story, Ol'Man Keith. It let me know I was on the right track for solving the Jumble, but since I had trouble with the fourth and sixth word, I finally looked it up to make sure. Then felt silly, since we all know what sodium chloride is, for heaven's sake.
So, not my best Sunday morning, but the sun is shining, my dog is sleeping, and all is well. Life doesn't get much better even if it's not your best puzzle day.
In fact, the j6 proved quite easy in that the solution popped out immediately after I read the cartoon. Kinda cute. But the clues weren't quite as easy; had to puzzle over them for several minutes, especially number four. But they all became clear in the end
The j4 was just the opposite. Easy clues, but I couldn't see the solution. Finally looked it up and I still don't see it as anywhere near inevitable for that cartoon. Though there is a connection, it just doesn't feel like a real joke that comes out of the pictured situation. Oh well, YMMV.
Sorry to post this so late. The delay is a measure of how much work Owen has routinely put in. I must give over the better part of a day to try what he has done so efficiently for years on end.
I promise I won't be forcing this on you on a daily basis!
He called on his fellow Kshatriya & Brahmin
To discard the caste practice they knew.
His throat was parched from exhorting them;
He wasn't beaten; he'd converted a few.
The subject was thorny, not often afloat.
It'd bitten many a wannabe Gandhi,
Leading to riots & mayhem of note--
Kneejerk sequelae raged wrongly.
The traditions of old rule most family heads,
Keeping warmth & peace by the hearth.
(Even where space heaters stand instead).
Such lore is the salt of the earth,
Despite all the cries for its dearth.
~ OMK
Woohoo! Woohoo! Brilliant poems, Ol'Man Keith. You have now joined Owen and Wilbur as top-class poets on this blog.
I can't believe you worked all six Jumble words and the solution of the second Jumble into your second and third stanzas. Amazing! Many thanks for this Sunday gift, Poet Keith!
Misty, OMK managed 10 J's and two riddle-solutions. Magnifique. Now it's my turn.
I had six J's and the riddle-solution in no time.
Ironically, #1 on the 4*5 held me up. But having spent so much time on the Sunday xword* I ran out of time in that first riddle-solution.
I hated to cheat using OMK's gloss and of course it would have been obvious.
But I'm finally here and it's time to check out poor wounded Wilfred and those nefarious Norman knights.
WC
Only to founder on ITALO/iNCD
DeBracy has seized Rowena, Sir Brian has Rebecca. And what of Isaac?
In the lowest dungeon of the castle of Front de Boeuf
Lay Isaac of York, in chains, next to the heated hearth
Parched and sweating in this cramped and forlorn space
The greedy De Boeuf, exhorted the low caste Jew apace
The thorny problem was that Rebecca the beloved daughter
Had been handed to Sir Brian as lamb to the slaughter
Isaac's motto: "Once bitten, twice shy" was meant to say
That unless Rebecca was delivered he wouldn't pay
The ransom. Front de Boeuf was beaten, he knew
But he'd sweat the last ounce of salt from this earthy Jew.
But his plans must await a sequel for mayhem was afloat
Bugles and bustling about was heard. he must secure the moat.
WC
I congratulate the poets. Your efforts are to be admired.
Wow, Wilbur, you came through with an interesting poem, that includes all six Jumble words and a gloss on the solution. And the story is clearly not over and we'll have to wait to hear more in the coming week. Many thanks for this late, great Sunday treat.
Thank you, Misty, we love your enthusiasm--truly!
Your "Woohoo!" is like an opening night review.
Wilbur also managed the full ten words in his verses.
("T'ain't easy, McGee!")
And he hinted at both solutions, too-- if you count splitting the key words as clues.
I'm not sure of our ground rules on those.
As we've noted before, this just isn't easy. Its a bit like combining the demands of art with the slight-of-hand of card magic--and all on deadline.
~ OMK
And thank you, too, Sandy!
~ OMK
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