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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.
8 comments:
Wow, you are early tonight.
I thought the jumble was interesting; had a little trouble with the fourth clue, but with all the letters there, the solution popped right up. Cute pun, I thought.
Sometimes the longest words turn out to be the easiest to solve. I only wondered why there were quotation marks placed around the first solution word. Usually they indicate a word that's used in a strange context.
Hmm. Did you hear the one about the Viennese pastry chef who insisted on wearing special gloves to protect his delicate hands from his oven's heat? Often, when kneading the dough, his gloves would leave loose threads in the gourmet creations.
These are the ones his regular patrons knew as Mitten Paw Strudel...
~ OMK
I usually make up the picture fairly early in the evening, and post it with a scheduled time of midnight so it will have the correct day stamp. Once in a great while, I'll neglect to include that time, and Blogspot will put it up right away. The only way I could undo that would be to delete it and re-post, and it ain't worth the hassle.
I try to write the poem before midnite, but went to sleep early and just waking up now, so it's going to be a bit late today.
The hobo and tramp are in the past,
Homeless now is the new caste.
A hobo's bindle held his whole caboodle
For facing a Depression brutal.
No grocery cart for hitching a train.
A bindle toss, then a grab to gain
A grip to jump into freight car.
It took a knack, but they traveled far.
A hobo jungle in a ditch by the rails
Could be a respite from a 'bo's travails.
Everyone shares from a mulligan stew,
And pass a goblet of a home-made brew.
'Twas a lonely life to ride the rails.
Only a dog or kitten to hear their tales.
Work a couple days in each town to town --
And a colorful legend they handed down.
Like the poem, though it made me sad. It almost made being a hobo seem romantic, but we all know there's nothing romantic about being homeless.
Are there still hobos as such?
The original, OMK, had the conjunction hence the " for the pun.
I grok'ed the riddle but spelling the second word was tricky. Misty, think of a kind of dog.*
All in all a pretty quick J (and CC)
WC
Glad to see Owen came up with a quick high quality poem.
PS. My weight is back in the nineties(194). So much for the 36 waist- for now.
** A la OMK: Carson and his French dog
Johnny Carson? Rachel Carson? Oh, Kit Carson! And a poodle (or labradoodle?). The word makes me think of "caboose", which may have than segued into hobos.
Don't know if there are any real hobos left, but I know a bunch of rich people role-play at an annual hobo convention in Florida. They overlap with the hobo nickles society I cartoon for.
Anyway, the phrase is properly "kit and", which is why "kitten" is in quotes.
Thanks, Owen, I looked it up. Looks like "caboodle" is the weirder word, probably originally just "boodle" with the extra "ca" or "ka" thrown in for the fun of saying it. IRL most folk pronounce the first two words as "kit 'n," eliding the conjunction to make fall upon the ear as "kitten."
~ OMK
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