| || music, slant, quench, wooden, "womannequins".
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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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Here's something you didn't know
About your friend Pinocchio
The reason for his nose to grow,
It was intended as a piccolo!
Geppetto carved it as a wooden
Music maker, and a good un!
But he thought 'twould be more fun
On his little mannequin son!
Since no woman was Joe's choice
He yearned for a high-pitch voice.
And the sound of childhood joys
Quenched his desire for such noise.
So, inserted at an aquiline slant
On Pinocchio's face it danced.
But at a lying utterance
It would slip out, a bit askance!
A neat variation on the Pinocchio tale, Owen!
The poor kid! What a crappy social life he had, unable to utter a simple fib w/o his proboscis sticking out--or "slipping" out in the present version & likely tooting a tune.
No way could he snag himself a date lacking the necessary interpersonal fakery.
He wouldn't have been asked to any of my high school friends' homes. Back in the day, teens used to have some lurid parties.
(I'm not saying these are exactly the ones I attended, mind you!)
There would be groups of couples engaged in everything short of intercourse.
Strangely, these gatherings were usually at a "proper" girls' home--when her folks were away. Invitations were totally informal, relying on word-of-mouth to spread the address. Kids would be told the time to arrive and to "just come in. Necking's fine in any of the darkened bedrooms."
Of course, dancing might be an option in the brighter, hi-fi blasting areas.
Of course.
~ OMK
Tsk, tsk, OMK. So difficult to believe you would ever participate in such "doings"!
Really entertaining story, Owen, though I got a little lost by the end, wondering whether Geppetto did or did not want to hear the noise/music/childish voice. Whatever, I enjoyed your tale of those two familiar characters.
The jumble. I often -- probably far too often -- have a rather jaundiced view of the jumble wordplay. And so I do today. I thought both the cartoon caption and the jumble solution were quite awkward in their reach for cleverness.
Well, I have to confess I loved this morning's Jumble. I got all four words without any hesitation, then blanched when I saw how long that answer was going to be. But I gathered the letters together, and then looked at the picture and remembered what we call those dressed up figures in store windows. That gave me the second part of the solution and the cartoon comment made the first part obvious. Tada! I got it! I got it! And I couldn't wait to see what the cartoon would look like in color here on the blog. Wonderful colors--thank you, Jumble person! A delightful experience all around.
Then the fun of the blog, and there were all the words in Owen's neat Pinnochio poem, and a hint to the solution. Then came Ol'Man Keith's fun memories of lively teenage parties. Well, my Catholic high school parties were always pretty decent because chaperoned, and we saved our "making-out" for the drive-in movies, which our parents surprisingly allowed us to visit on dates. Happy memories of the teenage years.
Nice to see you, Sandyanon, and look forward to Wilbur's poem. Have a great day, everybody.
Forgive me for verging on pornography;
It wasn’t meant to leave you so shocked of me,
But I had to find the right context
For rhyming in a way that gave an honest
Excuse to include a scene in which “necking”
Was a natural part of the setting.
Believe me, I tried to find ways
To handle it. Maybe re-phrase
“Womann” & not so offend
‘gainst feminist feelings, but then
Flipping “a” to “y” or to “x”
Wouldn’t fix the “mannequin”’s sex.
How to find an appropriate rhyme?!
Clearly, I needed more time.
But aren’t we all under the gun
To post in one turn of the sun?
Sandy had it right: "Quite awkward" was actually a gentle way to state it. I thought this neologism was an especially clumsy attempt to amuse--both in making up an unnecessary word and in failing to raise a smile.
Misty ~ Yes, I forgot about drive-ins. But sometimes somebody actually wanted to see the *#@! movie.
And for deceny's sake, I should have added that those parties did not involved swapping. We all came with our own dates.
~ OMK
"Stay to the path!", Beorn had warned, "In no case do you divert!"
But they'd been hauling Bombur, and wanted to eat and quench their thirst.
They heard music and could see lights not far off in the distance
"Let's go for it" shouted Thorin rashly ignoring Beorn's insistence.
They chose a way aslant from the path between the trees
Would this be their salvation or just a faerie tease.
Bilbo saw figures by the fire. "Is it elves?" "It all depends"
Thorin said. " Woe to us if it's merely mannequins".
But those figures were not wooden they were really elves.
But at the approach of the dwarves, poof went the fires.
No food no water the crew must fend for themselves
Nothing left for Bilbo and the crew to satisfy their desires.
WC
I solved exactly like Misty. But then came a tough xword. I'd caught a chill yesterday and was fatigued and I went off into a deep sleep. The kind of Dreamland Bombur said he went into when he finally woke up. But that'll be tommorow. For as you saw, all the lights went out and it's pitch black and they have no idea where the path is.
OMK, you like Owen have a nifty gift for versification. And the ladies are no slouches either.
Teen parties. I think I told you once that I was the equivalent of the "Breakfast Club" including a punk persona at times
My gang crashed a party and it was my class. I was not invited nor informed of any gatherings after that. And I was the only member of the gang that was a Senior.
But I did the "Wake up little Suzie" routine once.
WC
Her name was Mary Lou
The elves were not helpful to the dwarves, were they? What can you expect, I guess?
(Interesting - to me at least - that elf and dwarf are similar words in the way they form plurals.)
I always enjoy your poem-story creations, Wilbur.
I was such a nerd in high school, OMK, that I don't remember any parties, decent or otherwise. 😢😢
And left, I should have added.
~ OMK
...for decency's sake.
Always?
Always.
You came through with a delightful poem, Wilbur--many thanks!
W.C. ~
Sorry for late appreciation
Of your versification.
But whether you’re Caucasian or Asian,
Whatever your persuasion,
Whether you’re African or Anglican,
I saw your reference to a store dummy but somehow missed any mention of the Jumble’s Womannequin.
~ OMK
"Woe to us..."
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