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The opening poem contains all the words (or variations of them) from today's Jumble.
Comments are welcomed! And couching them in Poetry is definitely NOT required.
Do not explicitly reveal any of the actual answer words until after closing time, but embedding them surreptitiously in comment sentences is encouraged.
18 comments:
Today’s poem is about a marsupial who did a double take when he bit unsuspectingly into a root veggie. Much of modern humor depends on an interruption in a familiar chain of events.
This little ditty might therefore be titled, with an authentic Spoonerism (!), a true…
“Chain Wreck”
The koala’s comic take
registered a radish,
not a eucalyptus leaf
although he’d hoped for one.
No way was it a fake,
the trick was rather caddish.
He warn’t immune to grief;
that silly son-of-a-gun.
~ OMK
"Comic Fans"
Nick was a talented comic
whose jokes were quick and did stick.
Once he got a role as a koala
who sang a song at La Scala.
As a cook he once made a dish
that combined a fish with radish.
His fans always managed to swoon
and to his jokes were never immune.
They checked out every rumor
and, sun or rain, protected his humor.
You have me laughing aloud, Misty ~
just thinking of your comic Buffo, Nick, & wondering what kind of opera it was--in which he could play a Koala at La Scala!
Con o senza albero? Mio eucalipto!
How many encores did he get?
~ OMK
I used to write a comic strip --
"Money Talks" I called it.
It featured coins as talking heads,
But didn't make a profit.
Abe Lincoln, Thomas Jefferson,
Discussing events of the day.
Or a buffalo nickle might converse
With a Koala, about their pay.
I wasn't immune to criticism,
"How could coins talk like you or me?"
I explained, it's really easy --
They use Metal Telepathy!
Now radishes sliced into coins,
Just coins that could be used to pay.
Strictly cash, no chits nor checks
(Pennies rained from heaven were okay)!
Many thanks, Ol' Man Keith.
Well, after his song about the Koala at La Scala, Nick's fans staged a big gala where they served wine from Walla Walls and sang Tra la la boom de ay which made the audience holler.
I really did used to do a web-comic named Money Talks! And the buffalo was a character a time or two, tho I never used an Australian koala coin.
Now that is funny, Misty!
Sometimes I think the most significant part of our poetic creativity comes with the backstory we employ to support our nuttier imaginings. I love that you took your Nick the extra mile (well, maybe inches is more like it) in response to my query.
In real life (IRL) I recall only one animal character I got to portray in all my acting years. I was King Rat in a two-week run of a Christmas Panto in the mid-'70s.
I have a photo somewhere of me wearing glasses with beady eyes & a little rat nose--and a bowler hat with pointy ears sticking up.
I danced across the stage in my red tights and used my tail like a bull whip to scare the hero (and all the screaming kids in the audience, heheheh.).
I bet Nick's audience didn't yell
half as loudly as mine!!
Unless the ushers said "What the hell!"
& let them share in Nick's wine!
Owen ~ What your readers are wondering now is whether you got to PLAY the Buffalo!
"Metal telepathy" is a v. clever way to explain "Money Talks."
But I vote for full embodiment. As actors, we sometimes praise colleagues who can truly walk in a far-reach-of-character's shoes.
But how about cantering in his hooves?!
BTW, how was my Spoonerism title today?
That one just begged to play the lead!
~ OMK
I found this old photo. (Click below on the name of my old character!)
I made a mistake in referring to his hat as a bowler. I see it was a gentleman's Top Hat, no less.
What was I thinking?
I should have remembered--
that it would be no common chapeau for my King Rat.
~ OMK
OMK, first, your Spoon
Was over the moon
And your eight line ditty
Brought a purrr
From Ms Kitty
Owen, marvelous poem today. As you mentioned earlier some of our J-work is standalone publishable
Misty, you're tale of love lost and then regained doubly and triply moved me to try a little doggerel myself
Sandy, did you just love the riddle-solution today? I just couldn't get it but OMK brought dawn to Marblehead
WC
Poem in progress
Wilbur, I thought it was cute, but not laugh-out-loud.
Wilbur's first love was Jenny the Pole
His friend claimed it was his love he'd stole
He'd nestled with Jenny like an amorous koala
But all done in secret in other words in camera
He got a rain check on number two for she'll always be number one
Soft like a tomato hard like a radish
She made Wilbur's heart oh so gladish
But Summers must end and she departed. So did Wilbur's fun
In college he wasn't immune to romance,though never lasting long
Nothing serious, some comic , some had a favorite song
His pal Jerry left the car to go buy beer
Lo and behold he had Sue's hand. Oh dear.
WC
To be cont)
A song came on the radio , that silly candy song by Samny Davis that a much later love would sing the words " You can even eat the dishes!"
Sandy don't think of young Wilbur as a CAD. Those things just happen
Never thought of him as a cad, Wilbur. Life always goes on.
Depending on how near your poem today is to your real life experience(s), Wilbur, you and I may represent polar opposites in our HS love-lives.
From the end of my sophomore year through my first year of college I had one serious girlfriend. And I mean serious.
We were as close to being engaged as we could be without actually formalizing it
.
But as those things go (sometimes) we drifted apart.
The breakup was not pleasant.
I wish it had been otherwise.
I love your rhymes today. You are getting into Ogden Nash territory with "radish" and "gladish."
I see you are still enamored
finding yourself again "in camera'd"
with your fave
Latin phrase.
Glad my Spooner was of help! It gave me chuckles to post it.
~ OMK
Loved seeing you as King Rat, OMK--totally hilarious and adorable!
And your spoonerism--Chain Wreck Rain Check--a complete delight!
And Nick loves the verse you wrote about him. He too thinks that you make the Jumble fun every day.
Wilbur, how sweet that you wrestled with Jenny like an amorous koala! No wonder she made your heart gladish.
I may post this again when the new date is opened.
I figure that the way to take a Day Off on the 14th is not to even look at the new Jumble before declaring a holiday.
So that’s what I’m doing.
I’m not lookin’ at the letters
but’ll leave ‘em to my betters.
Wishing all a bright & fun day;
I’ll look in later—Go, Sunday!
~ OMK
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