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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.
7 comments:
The little girl looks so pleased with herself, I was thrown off a bit from today's solution. That, and the possibility that "lipstick" was a hint, delayed my Aha! moment.
When I found the answer, I thought right away of the young gorilla, a prince of his clan who, when asked what name he would take when he became king, did not hesitate to say, "I shall be crowned a Kong!"
~ OMK
There are rules that spooks must follow, the same as you or I.
Until they've got their license, they're not allowed to fly!
Often they have chains, to weight them to the ground.
Upon substituting happy daisy chains is frowned.
Spooks are drawn to places where there isn't any sun,
And where in the past, dastardly deeds were sprung.
Vibes will still remain, tho centuries be gone,
And a goodly haunting helps the dreadfulness live on!
At times spooks will squabble over a haunting place.
Disputings are settled with an incorporeal embrace.
To see two spooks a-hugging is like seeing double:
They blend into each other, ectoplasm in a muddle!
The puzzle puzzled me today. The clue words took no longer than normal, but the solution needed two hints before I saw it. The phrase I expected was something TIME, but no T. Then I saw DOWN as a possibility for the second word, and that slowed me DOWN.
I've also got a nit with the cartoon. the balloons are normally ordered left to right and/or top to bottom to indicate the order of speakers, but this cartoon doesn't do that. And either order I read them in doesn't scan. Even as simultaneous doesn't work since one is so much longer than the other.
Great to see you and your poems back this morning, Owen. And I found your spooky poem especially delightful. I had trouble with the first word even though it was right there in your poem, and I should have seen it. And then had trouble with the solution because I too figured the second word might be DOWN. Still, a cute and funny cartoon. Liked the way Mom and daughter have the same hairdos. But I too would not want to have to clean lipstick off a wall. Glad I have only a fourteen year old grandson these days. Have a good day, everybody.
Small anecdote. My first year in college at BYU my minor was drama. Stage makeup was one of my classes. In one session we were to make ourselves up as clowns. I didn't think the greasepaint was red enough, so used lipstick to draw a heart on my face. Thus I learned the hard way that cold cream, which removes greasepaint, has little effect on lipstick, and had to walk around campus with a red face for a week until it wore off.
I laughed out loud at your lipstick story, Owen!
I was a drama major (philosophy minor) at SF State. Our makeup instructor warned us about the different types of cosmetics--maybe because of "accidents" like yours.
I remember my feeling of pride when my first Max Factor kit arrived!
Dr. Glyer taught all our Stage Cosmetics classes; that was his specialty. He had a PhD. I didn't have the nerve to ask, "Really? A doctorate in makeup?"
He was a fine character actor. A few years after I graduated, he was my Polonius when I staged a Hamlet for the SF Shakespeare Fest in GG Park. He took direction beautifully, even from this whippersnapper of an ex-student.
Still, I never got up the courage to ask about his degree.
~ OMK
The roar of the greasepaint, the smell of the crowd...
In one of those anomolies, this gangster thug (I was another) played the lead in the School play.
All the main thugs were out of school so he could get away with it.
I had to leave the Jumble, do the be bridge and funnies and come back.
Again, jotting letters revealed 1 and 3. Then with all the letters in a row I spotted the first word which of course yielded the second.
On the illustration, I just read left to right and saw that mom wasn't happy and her face said so.
And of course, great poem.
WC
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