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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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Oberon the Elf King was Lord over all!
All the Sprites and Faeries, he held them in thrall!
Until the day that Jasper visited his manse
To challenge him, for Jasper was the Lord of Dance!
Now Elves are always lithe, and light on their feet.
And Oberon could reel a jig to beat the whole elite!
Jasper bent to kneel, then leapt up to the sky
Did some spicy salsa moves, threw his feet to fly!
He would thunder like a squall, tromping with his toes,
Then suddenly silent, he paused to strike a pose!
The court was all in awe, as these two masters vied!
Declared the Lord of Elfland and Lord of Dance were tied!
Fun to see another view of Oberon, Owen--a different perspective from the one I'm used to in A Midsummer Night's Dream. I half expected to see Puck. I don't recall this Jasper guy. Is he your creation?
FLN: Thanks, Wilbur, for the link to The Hobbit.
Sultri, the fashion model with the imposing schnoz, was happy to find herself in high demand for the next runway show in Amsterdam. Turns out all the Dutch designers had little pug features. "What can I say?" she wondered aloud, "They just like my nose! They're dazzled by what they lack."
Happy first full day of Spring, everybody!
~ OMK
Are you familiar with the folk song "Lord of the Dance"? Irish, I think it is. I think you could sing this song to the tune for those verses! And you may have noticed I like making up my own mythologies, so yes, Jasper is my own creation.
I was told when I was born I was purposely given the initials O.K., since my sisters were both deaf. The actual name was back-formed from that, and the top two choices were Owen and Oberon. I've often wished it had gone the other way. "Bear-like" would have described me much better than "princeling".
No problem with the clues, but the solution gave me pause for awhile. The pun was very clever, I thought.
Really enjoyed your poem, Owen. Very evocative. It made me think of Riverdance, which I loved watching.
Yes, I know the Lord of the Dance well. Michael Flatley I believe it was who was the original lead dancer in Riverdance, and he used that unofficial title for several years as the Irish dance phenomenon spread around the world. I wondered if you had that in mind in creating "Jasper."
I can still hear--and feel--those thundering feet reverberating through the large auditorium of the Lyric Theater in Hammersmith!
And now I add them in as they echo in your poem.
~ OMK
My big problem was #1. But I got the riddle-solution and worked out the letters and voila.
And a one and a two and heeres Bilbo
The dwarves arrival sounded the melee
Bilbo found himself thrown into a tree.
Kneeling on a branch he was taken aback
As one by one the group were dumped in sacks.
The question now was how to cook the crew
Tom opined, "They'll make a spicy stew".
Kneeling at the fire, Bert said "Roastings best".
William was for grilling. "Put,'em on a spit!
And listen to their squalling and dwarvish fits".
Each time they'd decided a new voice would chime
And the argument went on ignoring the time
Until all unaware the morning sun arose
And to this day three stone trolls strike a pose
WC
Great story, Wilbur. Is that in one of the books, that the trolls turn into stone?
Does anyone know a good way to treat a painful crick in the neck besides hot shower and heating pad? They helped, but not much.
Yes, trolls cannot abide the sun. It's in that link I posted. Tolkien began "The Hobbit" as a story for his children and it's very much in the beginning in that style.
He gets very serious at the end .
Perhaps a combination of heat and ice will work. Unfortunately, Advil is contra-indicated vis a vis this virus.
Btw, re. Bilbo..
Tomorrow, we find out where those "voices" came from
WC
Sorry, Sandy. I get the same problems--and also similar pains in various joints. The only reliable treatment, besides prescription painkillers to help endure, is heat. And of course, taking extra care to be sure the troubled area is immobilized as much as possible.
I prefer soaking in a hot tub rather than showers. You can renew the water and let it last much longer than a shower. Tub water reaches right around, touching all parts of the affected area (unless your nose is involved!). I have deep water & a special tray that lets me read & write in the bath.
My only problem, as age weakens my limbs, is getting up out of the tub when I'm done. By that time, the heat has so relaxed me & sapped my strength that I must be very, very careful. I slipped once & had bruised ribs for two weeks.
I have seen the TV ads for walk-in tubs, but I imagine it would be a terrible let-down after a soothing warm experience to sit there getting chilled, waiting for the water to drain before you could open that little door. You could try toweling off while still in the tub, but I'm guessing that would be pretty awkward.
~ OMK
I can't get the photo on my laptop any more, but I can get a much higher res on my phone (probably the Kindle, too, but I gave that back to Bren). Anyway, the signs take up too much of the space today to easily re-post to the blog in image format. They read
AACK! GIVE US OUR SPACE BACK!
I HATE SMALL PRINT ON MONDAYS (Garfield)
BIGGER IS BETTER (Rat from Pearls Before Swine)
WHAT ARE YOU THINKING WITH OUR COMICS SHRINKING?
KAEM
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MUJBEL
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Thanks for the ideas. I'll keep trying heat.
Unfortunately, OMK,the complex I live in built bathrooms with square showers with about 1 foot high sides. You can run enough water to sit in, but that's all. Too bad.
I've been obsessing about my poem today. Anyone know a singer who could record it? Maybe including as a chorus
Dance, dance, wherever you may be,
Jasper is the Lord of the Dance, said he,
He'll lead you all, wherever you may be,
And "I'll lead you all in the Dance," said he!
I remembered the chorus before writing, but had in mind a very pagan recollection of the song. Looked up the lyrics today, and they were so utterly ridiculous I couldn't believe it! Jesus joyously dancing on the cross? Jesus on a crutch! I must have heard a different filk [sic] version at some point many years ago. Simple Gifts, same tune, doesn't tell a story, so that didn't fit either. As I've been singing it to myself today, I changed tromping to a-tromping for a better meter. Still a couple rough spots, but that was the worst.
Time to do Sunday's J4, then I'll steal the Kindle back at 10pm for a couple hours to do the J6 and try to figure out how to send the 'toon to my laptop.
I was sure I had posted a response to all of your delightful and interesting and creative posts earlier, but I don't see it--and I must have accidentally erased it or something. So my apologies for that. I loved the robust spirit of the poetry and of all your comments--this blog is just a wonderful treat. Sorry to hear about your neck pain, Sandyanon, but Ol'Man Keith's bathtub account makes me sorry that I had our bathtub removed many years ago. It was in the guest bathroom and as my parents got older I figured they would not be safe or comfortable getting into a tub and a shower would be better. Sadly my mom never made it here after that, and it was better to put family up in a hotel. But an occasional soothing bath would be nice these days.
The Jumble was a total treat. Got all four words without a second thought and the solution popped right up. Nice to get a political cartoon that isn't political at all.
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