| || divot, handy, mantra, sentry, have "add" it.
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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:
"Righty-tighty, lefty-loosey"
Is a handyman's handy mantra.
"Who goes there, friend or foe?"
Is a sentry's central stanza.
Such rules of thumb
Make life predictable,
But in love and golf
Such certainty is fictional!
When a golfer swings,
His pelvis will pivot,
When his club hits the turf,
He'll raise a divot.
On a drive, he'll have at it
With all that he's got,
If he hits it square,
It will add to his shot.
But a gust of a breeze
Or a butterfly's sneeze
Will make it hook or slice
To a lie that's not nice.
There speaks a golfer, I think. Never having played that game, I don't know from personal experience about its unpredictability, but I can attest that there's no certainty in love. Terrific poem, though, Owen, very expressive.
The jumble itself wasn't really difficult, though the six-letter clues did need to be reorganized before realization struck. But that solution! The very exemplar of a pun, where you laugh and groan at the same time!
I had trouble with two of the Jumble words, and relied on your poem to help me out, Owen. There they were, and in addition to getting the words, and confirming the solution, there was just the pleasure of reading your verses, which are always a delight. So, many thanks, Owen.
Had no trouble with the solution, since the middle word was pretty obvious, given the abacus theme. Love seeing all the different hairdos on the guys, nice contrast to the identical togas. Fun Jumble all around for beginning the week-end.
A delight of a poem! I can nearly sing it.
Like Sandy, I have no direct experience of golf. Well, perhaps a little--in that my elder son chose to learn the game as his sport in college. He showed me a few practice swings (is that what you call them?), and they were enough to twist my back and earn me a fairly severe pain.
Later, in the bathroom, I asked him to pass me some medication for my wound.
He asked if I preferred one of two different heat lotions, to which I replied,
"Just pass me the salve, lad. Quit being so particular!"
~ OMK
FLN:
Misty ~ Reminder - a spoonerism is a verbal slip whereby one transposes the initial sounds of two or more words. Yesterday I chose "some duck" to hint at "dumbstruck."
That offers two questions:
Is it fair to break a single word into two parts?
Is the initial sound of "struck" just the "s," or do we need the "str" combo to have a true spoonerism? (Maybe not, but doesn't it just sound better?)
~ OMK
Many thanks for explaining Spoonerism to me, Ol'Man Keith. A pretty complicated concept, and I now admire your daily attempts even more--especially because they do produce pretty witty results. You've just added another bit of fun to our daily Jumble!
I've never golfed. It's a rich man's hobby, and I slaved my entire work life at just above minimum wage, not realizing until after I retired how much I was undervaluing myself. ANYhow, I looked up divot to see if there were any other use for the word (cleats were the only mention, which was even worse than golf), and went down a rabbit hole of articles on lawn care and golf club types!
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