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The opening poem contains all the words (or variations of them) from today's Jumble.
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Here he comes to town, with his wagon-load of health.
To separate the gullible from a bit of wealth.
Selling his elixirs from his wagon's stage,
Entertainment in that frontier, pre-television age.
"Get this new discovery, distilled from a plant
Aloe Vera juice, all your ills it will supplant!
It will cure you of the wobblies and palsy of the hand!
The dreaded plaid-tongue disease? No chance will it stand!"
"There is no parallel to the wonders it can do!
No malady on Earth that Aloe Vera can't subdue!
Buy a bottle for yourself, and a jug-full for your horse!
If it works for humans, it'll work for him, of course!"
I enjoyed today's poem, an evocation of the old medicine shows. Sadly, it also seems a reference to a certain political leader whose quackery has a certain segment of the population in thrall. Enough said--as I don't wish to descend into a forbidden discussion.
The jumble was enjoyable, though not very challenging. I never did gymnastics, although I was pretty lithe when I was young. One of the toughest tests of physical contortion back then was the old Fun House at San Francisco's Playland. Among the many devices we had to run, jump, slide and leap our way through was a large rotating cylinder, about 7' high and 12' or maybe 15' in length.
The idea was to remain upright while scurrying through this Fun Barrel. I'd aim for a visual target at the far end, then get my feet pumping before I'd hit the Barrel's moving surface & trust my speed to take me through. I never fell.
~ OMK
I found the jumble pretty easy today. Did need to reorganize the letters for clues three and four, but then the words became obvious. And the solution, once I had all the letters, just popped right out at me. Pretty good pun, I thought; it was chuckle-worthy.
Loved your poem, Owen. It evoked the old-time con artists with such clever wording, including the way you worked in that second clue. And you do have such a facility for throwing in a funny twist at the end of your poems. I laughed out loud at the horse!
Sorry; I meant working in the 'first' clue.
Had no problem at all with the four Jumble words, but that long, long solution daunted me and I decided to wait until I came to Owen's poem for help. Delightful poem, Owen, and sure enough--there it was--not a total give-away but from the letters I got the clever solution. Ol'Man Keith, what an amazing Playland story. I was pretty un-athletic in my youth, but started doing daily exercise in my twenties, and am still at it nearly a half century later. But I sure could never do what that clever young gymnast is doing.
That was Simone Biles , I'd recognize her anywhere there's a parallel bar. #3 was a little tricky with those I'd. The riddle was a snap until I checked the letters. So many to handle, an incomparable task.
Aloe vera is very helpful both for digestion and for mild arthritis especially in the hands. It was indeed a miracle curative for me.
You can get the gelcaps in Amazon
WC
Crowd hysteria. I could picture everybody looking at each other's tongues, seeing the pattern of taste-buds, and screaming "you've got it!"
Owen, did you see my "prescience" comment over at CC? Re. SNAKE OIL
WC
And... FLN re. Boston "accent". When I try to talk "non-Boston", I find it's my nose that I have to wrinkle in a certain way - let me try Arnold Palmer as Misty would say it:
Wow, nose , teeth, lips ... Almost painful. I would have to repeat that and record it back about 20 times.
Gadzooks, I'm afraid my face will freeze
"I'd like an iced tea with lemonade please"
WC
I'm doing this here where there's plenty of posts and bytes to play with
Prescience for sure. I did indeed write the poem before I did the crossword. And even considered using snake oil. But I wanted to have something distilled from a PLANT.
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