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Today’s Jumble haiku:
“(D)Aft Matter”
Her accent exerts
a foreign frame on her smooch.
Like kissing French toast.
~ OMK
5 SEP ‘23
Par=4
Wordle 808 2/6
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W808
She wants her daughter to marry in the church.
And if that groom should leave her in the lurch,
she may hafta
take aftah
the boy with her “….. !”
(Misty ~ If you are wondering which word to use for your rhyme, keep in mind that these 5 lines form a limerick!)
~ OMK
I needed my Jumble skills to move from the sound in the bird’s nest to the actual tree
Wordle 808 4/6*
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🟨🟨🟨🟨⬜
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Aftermath Ignored
The frame of a birch canoe
Conceals a smooch in a nook like a tent;
Nature exerts her power to applaud the venue.
Pronounce with your best French accent,
Like a voyageur on a rendezvous,
“Oui, oui” will be your consent.
OMK- I smiled to see that we both went with the French accent. Another smile at the imagery of kissing French toast (and yummy maple syrup?).
I had the W to incorporate, and that sent my thoughts to the Pierre Breton definition of a Canadian as “somebody who knows how to make love in a canoe”. (Actually UNDER the canoe is easier!)
Delightful verses again and again, this morning, and I'm embarrassed to admit that I tried and tried and couldn't fit the Jumble words into a rhyme. I started out with a guy who wasn't an expert but had some knowledge to EXERT. He had an ACCENT but lived in a place with low rent. Then a crisis into his life came when someone tried to FRAME his brother. But I couldn't figure out the AFTERMATH, or how any of this would involve a SMOOCH, except maybe to a pet pooch. So you can see that I tried, but just couldn't work it out.
Ol' Man Keith, delightful haiku--elegant. And although I knew the last word of your verse would have to rhyme with CHURCH and LURCH, I couldn't figure it out until I came to the first line of CanadianEh!'s sweet romantic poem.
My problem this morning may have to do with the fact that I grew up in Austria and didn't learn English until I came to this country when I was about 11 years old. So even now, in my late seventies, I still find gaps in my knowledge of English words. I finally gave in and looked up the b___h word, and although I had figured it was a tree, I had no idea that it had anything to do with beating or punishing. Anyway, fascinating learning moment.
CanadianEh!, I loved your romantic verse, the last thing I imagined containing the J words. But simply lovely, and the French allusions made it especially delightful.
Misty- thanks for your kind words. Don’t worry about not being able to cobble together a poem with today’s J words. Some days the muses do not inspire. We’ll give you a bye.
Misty ~ I think you should have followed up on your idea of SMOOCHing a Pooch.
On the way to have some blood drawn this morning, I saw a sticker on the back of a car that said, "I kissed a dog--and I LIKED it."
Speaking of canines, we had another coyote attempt to climb our new fence. Fortunately, it only got to the top of our 6-foot fence, but had not scaled the extra 2 feet of lattice work. Even MORE good luck, a neighbor lady saw the beast from the outside and hazed it away!
Our latest protection is the addition of spikes on top of our fencing. They look quite ugly, but I believe they are preventing further assaults.
Not to worry about skipping a poem, though. You certainly DESERVE some rest. And this gives you more time to focus on my W verse. I'm kinda proud of today's exercise.
Remember, it is a limerick. The form is standardized. That tells you how to do the rhyme!
CanadianEh! ~ A lovely poem, offering your canoodling expertise to us!
We appreciate your trust, as if we Yanks are actually capable of your finesse in osculation.
And yes, indeed, with maple syrup! I see your Yummy, and double with egg & butter! (Did you ever have the Log Cabin brand of maple goo?)
~ OMK
As you can see, Misty, I had not read your last post before publishing mine.
Yes, we know English is your second language, but I don’t see that you are deficient in any way.
When it comes to today’s W, not many native speakers are aware that BIRCH rods used to be a standard way of administering punishment.
Congratulations on figuring it out.
Bu then, shouldn’t we expect a little work when it comes to following hints?
~ OMK
Thanks for your words of appreciation OMK. I’m sure you Yanks can up your game.
No Log Cabin but Aunt Jemima syrup in my youth. Now I prefer the real Canadian maple syrup.
I’m glad to hear that your fence is working, and your neighbour is vigilant. What a worry to take care of your pets.
As always, thank you for your very kind, and much appreciated comments on my work this morning,
Ol' Man Keith. And I am so glad you've been working to make your home fence more difficult for coyotes and wildlife to come over. This was something we could never really do, given the strange way our back yard slopes up-hill before meeting with the neighbors' yard. And, as a result, sadly, we lost both our last pooches to coyotes. But for some reason no wildlife has attacked our large turtle (Gopherus Agassisi) in over sixty years. I think those substantial shells they have just don't appeal to coyotes or other critters. And the fact that she's housed in a concrete structure, also makes her less accessible. Let's just hope Gophie, my last pet, stays safe and lives to be a 100, as they predict for the species.
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