| || chalk, prong, lazier, mostly, taking shape.
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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.
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Police in our town would string "crime scene" tape around autos involved in accidents, perps' front doors, even hydrants that kids opened for summer water play. Our sport, when the cops weren't looking, was to strip these "scenes."
Within a day of an incident, you could spot us kids happily cutting, ripping, slashing, pulling & shaking tape free as fast as we could get it down.
We didn't realize, of course, that in our zeal we were contributing a pure Spoonerism for the Feb. 7th Jumble. For a more innocent rhyme, we would duck behind the barn where you might catch us vaping grape flavored e-cigs.
~ OMK
Nice of you to remind us what a Spoonerism is with your fun childhood story, Ol'Man Keith. But your smoking e-cigs hardly sounds like a more innocent activity than your tape raking. Well, yes, I guess it is.
Had trouble with the fourth Jumble word and had to look it up. Put I got the solution instantly, and liked the cartoon with the wide landscape and the map and those different sized guys with different hair and a mustache. So, fun Friday Jumble, though I hope we still get Owen's and Wilbur's poems.
I had to really work at the sixes today.
When I got #3, I had the letters to put together #4.
As Owen said, yesterday with cart, loopy and gotcha, was better left to baseball Billy. There was an old Brooklyn Dodger named Babe Herman who once tripled.
He then was called out for not touching first base. When he protested he was informed that he'd also failed to touch second.
I couldn't think of his name or even the details, yesterday, but I remembered clearly today. Such is life in "geezer,"-ville.
And speaking of bases... OMK's tales of 'ute reminded me of touching bases although I never got past first base. And that was after highschool
Let's see if I any thing takes shape after I peruse the CC. I got stuck with that neural/plot cross.
WC
Aetius and the Visigoths in a three pronged attack
Faced Attila who'd gotten lazier for he'd never once turned back.
Multitudes would die that day, mostly goths and Huns
History was taking shape; father's would tell their sons
"Chalk it up to treachery , trust not the Roman wiles
For where the legions pass, there's lit funeral pyres"
X-ell-ant, WC! Ex-Cell-Lunt! A Gothic tale, eh, Hon?
But help me out with my "tales of 'ute." Meaning "Youth"?
Or something else?
~ OMKm
The black dog howl,
The poetic mind fouls.
Thank you, Wilbur and Owen for your poems--you helped make my day!
*howls
*fathers, not father's
Otherwise, one of the greatest Jumble poems I've ever read!
Now, if they could just be produced early enough in the day to be of use to befuddled solvers...
I think we need a new word. "L'icks" has been around for years now (you were the one who coined it, weren't you, Wilbur?) for my AABBA non-anapest poems, and Misty's "gloss" is an excellent term for Keith's rhymes whether they're actual spoonerisms or not. Even "spoons" for the iffy ones that are so close we're not sure if they're real spoonerisms or not. But poems, in whatever form, that include all the Jumble words ought to have a special name, too. Just including a few of the words, like I do with the crosswords, doesn't count.
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