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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.
14 comments:
The stories I tell aren't make-beliefs
Like Ali Bubba and the forty theefs.
See Bubba was looking for four-leaf clovers
When up rode a horde of dentist hoarders!
Bubba scurried to hiding from this van,
A menacing looking white-coated band!
But he heard the password the leader spun:
"Two all-beef patties, special sauce, lettuce, cheese, pickles, onions, on a sesame seed bun."
Up opened a cavity that was full of ivories!
Were the rest of them fairies? You could make inquiries.
Inside the place was piled high to the roof,
And I ain't telling no lies, cause that's the tooth!
Yesterday may not have been overflowing with palm fronds as in days of yore, but it certainly seemed to be the high water mark for poetic postings and commentary on this site.
Owen, I'd say your Jumble hint corner has happily evolved into the "dive bar" of poetic energy & lit crit friendship! Your sweet "tooth" this morning continues the fun.
Looking at today's cartoon, with its family of layabouts, and in full consideration of how snoring & wheezing can loosen the moistures lining the respiratory membranes, I'd say we're observing a veritable nest of phlegm or convocation of the mucuses. Zzzzz. Zzz. Zz.
~ OMK
This poem is off the wall weirdly funny; Owen, you surpassed yourself this time in putting all those words into one poem. Thank you!!
The jumble was appropriately Monday easy.
So here I am early, though not as early as I could have been. Some nights I sleep really well, and on others -- like this one (!) -- sleep hardly at all. Maybe I'll be able to nap?
Bilbo had scurried from the menacing goblins but he couldn't gloat.
For he'd lost ponies, hood and food. Plus the buttons on his coat
For all he knew Gandalf ,Thorin and the rest of them
Were forty miles away. Only by the skin of his teeth had he escaped orcish mayhem.
WC
Your poem was a hilarious delight this morning, Owen. And all the words were there, and the solution, all over all that funny story. Many thanks for cracking me up on this dismal, rainy day. What a cute and sweet cartoon. I had to work only on the third Jumble word a little, but the solution of course popped right up. My Dusty is sleeping too, just like the pets in the picture, and I'm thinking maybe I should join him on this gloomy morning. But at least the blogs made it fun--thanks, everybody. (I even liked your icky gloss, Ol'Man Keith).
Sandyanon, I used to have a lot of trouble sleeping too. But now I take one-half of one Advil PM when I get into bed, work on a puzzle, and get right to sleep. If I wake up during the night I take 1 Melatonin. Have been getting a good night's sleep ever since, and that's over the last several years now. May not work for everyone, but thought I'd mention it.
J#2 was slightly altered but amply covered by Owen. I remembered memorizing that McDonald's jingle when it came out in 1974.
And one of Bilbo's riddles had been about "30 white horses on a field of white clamping and champing".
My biggest problem with the riddle-solution is transposing the letters . I had a C instead R.
WC
Ps, any take a crack at my combination lock puzzle, FLN (late) at the CC?
Here it is for what it's worth:
682,614,206,738,380
1. One Digit in its place
2. One Digit is right but in the wrong p 3. Two digits are right but in the wrong place
4. All digits are wrong
5. One Digit is right but in the wrong
place
Can you determine the three digit combination to unlock the lock?
Note: 1-5 relate to the list of numbers in their order.
Thanks, Misty. But my definition of a really good night is when I can sleep three or four hours before having to get up for a visit to the bathroom, then two or three before the next. A bad night is when I can't get back to sleep at all. So I don't think pills would work. But thanks again.
WC -- the game is called Mastermind. I programmed a version of it in BASIC decades ago. Anyway, your riddle is the answer to life, the universe, and everything. See Tatham's Puzzles for this and a bunch more.
BTW, kudos for getting all 4 words plus the solution phrase in just 4 lines! And very smoothly, too!
That should have been "Field of red".
I buy this combination of chamomile, lavender and melatonin. Called "Midnite". I break then in half. Melatonin should only be taken in small quantities.
And, instead of Advil (Ibuprofen) PM, I take Tylenol PM. Dr's orders re. IBU.
Bilbo slipped out of the Goblin cave while you two were posting. Lost the buttons on his coat squeezing out the door. Wait til Gandalf and the dwarves see him alive and well.
WC
Owen, my BC classmate, HS Math teacher friend sent it to me. It's solvable in the first three clue, I didn't see #5 - it was photo'd and pasted.
He must have had 30 answers and one right. 062 seemed to most popular.
And of course with quarantine, fun and games are de rigueur
WC
Ol'Man Keith, I take back what I said about your gloss this morning. A "nest of phlegm" and a "convocation of mucuses" are actually quite delicate and elegant ways of expressing a physical experience that afflicts all humans at one time or another. So, my apologies, and my gratitude for a quite pleasantly inventive gloss.
Thank you, Misty. It's nice to be appreciated.
I did try to tailor my post so it snot a yucky gross-out.
~ OMK
And, of course, your clever, runny response totally cracked me up, Ol'Man Keith.
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