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The opening poem contains all the words (or variations of them) from today's Jumble.
Comments are welcomed!
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Quizzel was a yokel in a far galactic arm.
Satisfied to tend to his asparagus farm.
He thought his wife was dowdy, in a homey way,
Which satisfied Quizzel -- who would rue the day!
Now Zellquom didn't like to be thought as plain,
So she ordered Quizzel to marry once again!
Somewhere in the Milky Way was sure to be a girl
Who in comparison would make Zellquom look a pearl!
Now while bigamy was normal on Quizzel's planet,
Finding another wife he didn't take for granted.
While farmers of asparagus were held in high repute,
The rarefied air there made some females puke!
So Quizzel started searching for a wife to please his mate.
To order from Galactic Cat. could mean too long a wait.
He started with a tavern in the near-by town,
To see what would accrue when he put his money down.
The first girl who approached him was from a pigeon race.
But she was a flighty lass, and he didn't like her beaked face.
Then there was the tiger woman, her manner quite humane,
But a carnivore living on a farm would get a phobia from the strain.
The peahen was too glamorous, the octopoid was aquatic.
The lady from the comet world gave off electric static!
But finally he found a miss much greyer than Zelliquom,
And that is how Quizzel wed the elephant girl in the room!
I admire the fun & complexity of your two poems, Owen. I only question the need for "girl" in the last line. We already know the gender, and the meter is better w/o it.
Both solutions were obvious--and just too literal to be much fun. They made for good cartoons, and maybe that's all we need.
In the first, I confess I don't get why the "y" is set off with a hyphen. Neither the object in the sky nor the stuff in the pail needs it.
Excerpt from an interview with comedians:
Peele thought a particular joke from the writers' room was too corny: "Well, Key may want to try it, but I'll give it a pass."
Neither comic would discuss their beginnings in show biz, just saying they had to follow an awful dump with a broom.
~ OMK
Totally delightful and imaginative and inventive second poem, Owen--a total delight. Happy to find that I had gotten all the words correctly. And, yes, the solution was really obvious but the cartoon was still cute. That elephant is a real mess, isn't he, spilling peanuts on the floor and dipping his nose in the cup. Amazing to see a portrait of an elephant holding a ball up with his trunk in the picture in back. Would love to have seen this cartoon in color. Fun gloss on the solution, Ol'Man Keith, and thanks again, for the lovely fun poem, Owen.
Fun story in two chapters. I solve the 6*6 in the newspaper but glanced at the 4*4. Frankly, I still don't get #4 of the 4*4.
I couldn't find it in the poem. Which stanza? Or perhaps OMK can spoon feed it to me. I thought perhaps refary???
WC
Spoon feed it, Wilbur? Well, I am not sure that ""refary" is a word, but it's awfully close to the one you want. The last line in Owen's first poem can set you straight, although he offers the verb in an adjectival form.
OK?
Speaking of "spoon feed"ing, I wonder if I am the only one to recognize my hint to the first solution as a genuine Spoonerism?
Pats on my own back!
Well, I admit you have to give my first word an Aussie pronunciation and blend my first two words into one. (I took advantage of the solution's hyphen to use 3 words for what ought to be its 2.)
With these in mind, just sound it out.
~ OMK
Just checking in to say hi. Not much time today. Hasta maƱana.
"hi" back to you, Sandy....
~ OMK
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