| || onion, mince, temper, growth, crowning moment.
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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.
15 comments:
Sorry this was so late. I glitched and neglected to set it to post at midnite. Also not feeling too chipper, so slept in without writing a poem. May try now, but the words seem to call for a gardening or culinary theme, neither of which fall withing my bailiwick of understanding. Or maybe the moment when a baby's head becomes visible at the mouth of the birth canal?
The clues were straightforward, and once all the letters were available, so was the solution. I thought it rather uninspired until I read your comment and realized that it actually has multiple meanings.
Sorry you're not feeling chipper today.
Take good care of yourself, Owen, and I'll check in later to see if you've posted a poem. This Jumble was my salvation on a day when I had problems with crossword, sudoku, and even the silly kenken. But I got each one of the Jumble items instantly and the solution just popped right up. Love the picture, but just hope the person doesn't just drop that huge crown on her head. Poor Queen Elizabeth has had a bit of a rough month, with Harry and Meghan's exit, hasn't she? Well, that's life, even for queens, I guess.
Good morning, all!
Thanks, Sandy & Misty, for your kind words yesterday. I spoke with Janice by phone last night, and she was in excellent spirit despite the natural post-surgery pain. Maybe we will find out later today when she may come home.
Shelley's wife, Harriet, chose London's historical Serpentine to kill herself, thus avoiding a drowning low-rent-wise in in one of the City's lesser bodies of water.
~ OMK
Past noon. I was hoping someone else would rhyme in before now. Ah, well.
To make a nice mince pie,
Chop some onions (don't cry!
You can temper tear growth
With some gas if you're loath.)
Let a dentist be your guide,
He uses nitrous oxide
So you never will shed tears
When the crowning moment nears.
Cute poem, but . . .
Ok, Owen, you sent me scurrying to Google to find actual mincemeat recipes, both traditional and modern. I didn't think you had the ingredients right, but had to check it out. No further comment!
Sorry, Owen, ol' bean.
Although I didn't "rhyme in" in your inimitable fashion, you can see, if you check back, that I did do my thing...
~ OMK
Following up on my earlier post (@ 11:02), it is said that P.B.Shelley rec'd the report of Harriet's suicide with nothing more than silence and a slight frowning.
No Gent was he, our dear, romantic Shelley.
~ OMK
I was at the VA getting my eye check-up. Somewhere along the way I did jumble and xword. Misty, I thought XW was pretty easy today but I'm always wrong about that.
Owen, thanks for coming through. You're a trouper. OMK, you've a genius for Spoons. Maybe we'll see that word someday and we'll know D&J read this blog.
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WC
OMK, I just caught up with Monday, late. I'm glad that Janice operation was successful.
WC
Owen, your poem was a total pleasure to read some hours after I came home from my root canal procedure. Took an hour and a half of complicated intricate work, and I was totally exhausted afterwards, but your poem was right, Owen--the procedure gave me no pain and I've been feeling better and better since I've been home. And, Ol'Man Keith, I'm so happy that Janice is doing okay after her surgery. And Wilbur, and Sandyanon, so glad you too checked in today. Thank you, everybody.
Ah, I see Misty did indeed get a whiff of the laughing gas. The bennie's of dental work; my NH dentist was a Celtics fan so I'd regale him with tales of Cousy and Russell and he'd forget to bill me for the gas .
How Auerbach got Rochester to swap draft choices for a few extra Ice Capades dates was expressly appreciated.
WC
Thank you, Wibur--much appreciated.
And thank you too, Misty. Sorry you had to undergo a root canal, but it seems to have been a painless, if long, procedure. How neatly coincidental with Owen's poem!
The following is for the Jan. 29 Jumble:
It was a lively town. Walking down the main drag at night, one would encounter scores of shucking and jiving males and an equal number of squealing females.
~ OMK
On my phone here. I haven't had internet access since yesterday afternoon. I don't know how to change the date of the blog from my phone. Please notify Tony to do so. Or Keith, you can do so on your own, but you'll have to figure out how on your own.
Moments after that last post, I got a beep of incoming mail signalling that my Internet was restored!
Hallelujah!
The new puzzle is now posted, as is my rhyme for the day!
See you on the flip side!
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