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Sunday, October 8, 2023

Sunday 8 OCT 2023

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for today's Jumble, Printable or Interactive. Then return here to discuss it!
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The opening poem should contain all the words (or variations of them) from today's Jumble and/or Wordle and/or Orijinz.
Comments are welcomed! And couching them in Poetry is NOT required.


Do not explicitly reveal any of the actual Jumble or Wordle answer words until after closing time, but embedding them surreptitiously in comment sentences is encouraged.

4 comments:


  1. Till Monday…

    Nothing to binge, nor much to say
    as I approach my holiday.
    Each Sunday seems to mock me
    as seven more days in hock flee
    with a quarter month of one more year
    of all that’s left me on this sphere.

    I gave up prayer many years ago,
    so while I kindly ask you to forgo
    soliciting divine intervention,
    I wouldn’t mind a little circumvention.
    If anyone knows an eager publisher
    who wouldn’t find it a great discomfiture
    to play the game of setting a deadline
    for a draft MS of this book of mine—!
    No commitment to print, nothing like that!
    I just need a countdown, ten numbers flat
    that metaphorically kick me in the haunch,
    anything to constrain & force me to launch!

    Not to be too gloomy, guys,
    it’s just that, with age, I realize
    that Time is definitely not my friend.
    And unproductive days do tend
    t’accumulate, faster than ever
    while blank pages say I’m not so clever
    that everyone, from y’all to my clichรฉ fat pup,
    knows I don’t have time to play catch-up!
    ~ OMK

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  2. This word used to mean a shopping spree.
    Now it entails a week of watching T. V.
    Either is a waste,
    Even sometimes poor taste,
    I wonder what it will be in twenty-forty-three?

    Wordle 841 4/6

    ๐Ÿคท‍♂️๐Ÿคท‍♂️๐Ÿคท‍♂️๐Ÿคท‍♂️๐Ÿคท‍♂️
    ๐Ÿคท‍♂️๐Ÿคท‍♂️๐Ÿคท‍♂️๐Ÿคท‍♂️๐Ÿ›’
    ๐Ÿคท‍♂️๐Ÿ›’๐Ÿ›’๐Ÿคท‍♂️๐Ÿ“บ
    ๐Ÿ“บ๐Ÿ“บ๐Ÿ“บ๐Ÿ“บ๐Ÿ“บ

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  3. Orijinz:
    No gold did Polycrates find on his land.
    To Delphi he went to understand.
    "When no stone is unturned
    You will find what is yearned."
    'Neath the last, gold was urned,
    Polycrates died next day, an aged man.

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  4. "Great Bake"

    As a baker Hal was a hybrid
    but he did make terrific rye bread.
    He was active as a vendor,
    and made products for each gender.

    He sold his bakeries from his truck
    which made them easy to untuck.
    Hal was treasured by his neighbors,
    who considered him a savior.

    Why he was so popular was no mystery,
    he was worthy to be a figure of history.
    And so, as he continues baking,
    his life is history in the making.

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