| douse, lover, finery, fillet, offensive. |
| pursue, growth, spruce, fickle, bemoan, within, working for peanuts.
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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.
20 comments:
Perhaps:
Disagreeable football players earn very little money.
Abner imagined himself as one fine lover
Dressed in such finery, selected by his mother!
Doused himself with cologne he thought expensive,
Enough to keep himself from smelling too offensive.
He invited ladies to dinner and a show,
And was not dissuaded by the number who said "No!"
For he thought, "A play and Fillet Mignon with me
Should be everything a seduction needs to be!"
"Trees! Trees! We need trees to clean out there,
To filter out the C O two and purify the air!"
To stop our globe from warming up to be too hot,
We humans must do something to make the warming stop!
We must pursue a plan to promote growth of trees
Of firs and palms and spruce, and eucalyptus leaves!
We may bemoan the burning of jungles in Brazil
But we must also counter by planting more to fill!
We must not be fickle, we need plants of every sort.
Within that green kingdom is our planet's force
We must work at growing peanuts and giant redwood trees
If within our atmosphere we want a cooling breeze.
Outstanding poems today, Owen, both really first rate. Fine themes & terrific execution.
Both solutions:
Charlie would grow so pensive, hearing reports that African lions trailed zombie cannibals, lurking for free guts.
~ OMK
That first comment was my late-night feeble attempt to make a little joke about both jumbles together.
I enjoyed both poems, Owen, but for very different reasons.
Abner was funny but sad, a real dweeb.
I wish your lovely second poem could be published widely where it might speak to some who don't take the matter seriously.
Not much to say about the jumbles today.
My Sunday Jumble is always the second one, and I had trouble with the first word this morning. The other words came surprisingly quickly, but when I looked at the long solution words, I feared I'd never get this. But I went back, and got the first word, and then looked at the cartoon. Charles Schulz! Wow! As soon as I saw that I knew what the third solution word would be, and of course that made the first and the second just pop up. And Woohoo! I had gotten the whole thing, all six words and the solution--hey, I know my cartoons, if not much else. Woohoo!
And then came the pleasure of carefully reading Owen's second poem, and finding all six words neatly worked into the sweet "Tree" rhyme, including the solution in the second to the last line. A wonderful Sunday treat, all around, including Ol'Man Keith's gloss. Thank you, everybody.
Sorry this is so late. My sleeping schedule has become twisted and not really noticing the time went to get drive-thru breakfast and milk at $- General. And the newspaper. Finally I solved the six J's (yes, #1 was sticky but so was #5.
And finally, finally some hobbit poetry. In my next post is what went through Gollum's mind.
WC
With a shriek Gollum had hastily rowed to shore.
The realization that his Precious was no more
Drove him mad. He bemoaned fickle fate for he was loath
To admit defeat. Within his heart and soul the growth
Of hatred for this peanut was working up a rage.
He'd pursue this Baggins, and with his hands engage
His scrawny neck. "Thief, thief we hates it forever"
Gollum shouted in vain. But it was a lost endeaver.
For Bilbo was out the door amongst the firs and spruce
But between Gollum and the nasty Hobbit there'd never be a truce.
WC
Wow! Wilbur, you did it! I had to work really hard to find all six of the second Jumble words in your delightfully dramatic poem, but one by one, I tracked them all down. And there too was the solution.
Now, since I don't know Gollum and Bilbo I do have a question. I think I get why Gollum is so sad and angry. But why has he developed a hatred for a peanut? And what exactly is that peanut? Would love to know.
Wilbur!
Your poem drives, man! The momentum is thrilling.
I get a kick from the way you wrap us around the corners.
~ OMK
Another vote for loving your poem, Wllbur.
Another vote affirming your good work with the retelling, Wilbur. Gollum referring to Bilbo (metaphorically) as a peanut may seem strange, since Gollum was also a Hobbit once, tho the ring had twisted him, and he was so far from the Shire he probably had little contact with any other intelligent creatures that were as small.
Yes, compared to dwarves and all but the "impish*" goblins, Bilbo would seem like a peanut. Gollum was pretty sure he could squeeze the life out of him and finally, in the penultimate scene of LOTR, tries.
I was asked " Aren't you spoiling things for folks that haven't read "The Hobbit"? My response (to Phil" a Tolkien fan) was " I'm hoping to encourage folks to read along". Btw, I'm about to start chapter 5, "Out of the Frying Pan"
*My son
WC
Ps, thanks for the encouragement. OMK, I find that "roll around" method works to get J words in there. Plus, I like "Speak aloud" poetry.
Sandy , you're welcome.
Misty, as Owen says, it will be revealed in LOTR how the hobbit cousins cane across the ring the great warrior Isildur lost under a hail of orc arrows while trying to escape swimming across river.
It's the Great Ring. Sauron's. It's evil but powerful. Gollum(Smeagol) killed to get it and it's kept him in miserable life for hundreds of years.
WC
Ps, he claimed it was a birthday present
Also, your first l'ick Owen over at CC was most excellent.
As was your eco-poem today. I , like Misty, just do the 6*6 on Sunday. But...
Good news. Tbtimes is not publishing paper except for Sunday and Wednesday. Hence the weeks xwords were included today in a special insert. Hazzah
Owen, thank you for explaining Wilbur's Bilbo as the metaphorical peanut. Wilbur, if I have the time I'll try to research the Gollum world a little so I can do a better job following your poems. Many thanks, everybody.
Okay, so here's what I think I've gotten so far. So "Precious" is a Ring that Gollum both loves and hates. But Bilbo gets hold of the Ring. Bilbo is Bilbo Baggins, but somewhere down the road a Frodo Baggins is going to get hold of the Ring? Than what? I guess I'll have to wait for the continuation of Wilbur's poem to find out.
Gollum loves the ring obsessively, it has a magical hold on him. It is the thief Bilbo that he hates. Besides invisibility, the ring also has the power of causing anyone in its range to covet it, and bestows long life, perhaps immortality. In LOTR, Gandalf presses Bilbo (who is by then a vigorous 111 years old) to pass the ring to his nephew, Frodo. Bilbo never married, perhaps because the ring never let him love anyone else.
Wow! What a complicated narrative! Owen, thanks so much for filling it out and explaining it quite a bit better for me. I really appreciate this!
Three Rings for the Elven-kings under the sky,
Seven for the Dwarf-lords in their halls of stone,
Nine for Mortal Men, doomed to die,
One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.
One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them,
One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them.
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.
I actually typed this in from memory but then LIU to get it right. I was close.
WC
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