| || blend, shove, invent, luxury, "sell-ebrity".
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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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It's fun to invent new mythical beings,
Gods and Goblins invisible to seeings!
Just blend some pantheons with superheroes
And out pop new ones in she and he rows!
There's "The Jumper", who shoves into line,
Arch-enemy to Ohceedee, God of Order, divine!
He always makes Jumper's queues slowest to go,
Tho none but the villain ever notice the flow!
But then there's "The Seller," on the shopping station,
Hawking luxury junk across the whole nation!
A super-charismatic celebrity sales mutant,
Who daily defeats "B'yers R'morse" his refutant!
With torch in hand Bilbo searched in the dark alone
Feeling through the luxury he came upon the Arkenstone
It had a radiance unlike that invented for any locket
Without devious motive he went and put it in his pocket.
Suddenly, he felt a shove, perhaps a bat collided
The torch went out, he yelled for help, and Balin lighted
A new torch. Now the rest of the company was there
And with fourteen blended lights the dwarfs were aware
Of the immensity of the treasure they would divvy
And heaped praise on Bilbo, their hobbit celebrity
WC
Sandy -- I believe you're the only one here (other than lurkers*) who I don't have as a friend on FaceBook, where I've been posting bunches of couplets recently. That link explains why, and while you're there you can also friend me, please.
*Lurkers are also invited to friend me. I have no way to tell who you are, just that there are about 60 of you a day. That includes curious people who look in once and never again (probably about 20/day), dumb bots (probably about 30/day) and shy people we'd really love to hear from (maybe 5 to 10 real people).
Sandy you will love Owen's couplets which introduce lovely photo art.
Hopefully, some of the drop-bys are either previous Hobbit fans from the movies or perhaps are developing an interest in Middle Earth going-ons prior to LOTR.
All are welcome to talk Jumble, Bilbo, Shakespeare, Joyce or baseball . Didn't we have a baseball related jumble clue recently?
WC
Again I had the four J's and jotted down the letters. Then I realized I was missing a T and #3(?) wasn't INVITE. Then after getting the first word I wanted "ability" for #2.
But there was no A to be had. I finally got it. For Bilbo's sake. But wait until Thorin finds out he pocketed the Arkenstone.
We've got a few weeks before that event
WC
My goodness, what fabulous poetry we've gotten this morning. Wonderful to have you back, Owen, and your poem is delightfully funny. And wonderful to have Bilbo praised by everyone, Wilbur. A total delight from both of you.
So does George Foreman really sell grills? I guess not unusual for a celebrity. I'll have to look that up.
Fun Wednesday, thanks again, Wilbur and Owen.
Owen, I have visited your FB site several times and enjoyed seeing your art, so I guess I am a lurker. Have also visited the jigsaw site.
However, I am on FB solely to keep up with a few family members and a couple of close friends. If you were to visit my site and read the about info, you would see that I have only a tiny list of friends and have resisted adding to it. I feel very friendly toward you, but not via FB.
Enjoyed the poetry today. Not so much the jumble, where the solution eluded me even after I saw it, i.e., not a pun I appreciated. Oh well..
Well, George Foreman is a pretty fascinating figure with a famous boxing career. I forgot that he was knocked out by Muhammad Ali in the "Rumble in the Jumble." He eventually became an ordained Christian minister, and later invented his electric grill which apparently has sold 100 million over time (I can't believe that, why don't I have one? Oh, yes, I don't cook anymore, just heat up bought dinners). The things we learn on Jumble.
I'm sorry, but they sometimes just stick in my craw--these made-up Jumble solutions.
When you're hoping to offer rhyming hints, they can squelch the pleasure, for the obvious rhyme is the very word(s) they echo.
I said "stick in my craw" above. How else can I express my discomfort? It's like--how shall I put it?--chewing sand or some other particulates in my mollusc entree, like finding my Oyster Rocke-feller gritty when it's already in my mouth.
~ OMK
You just can't resist cracking us up with your gritty comments, Ol'Man Keith--and I must say, it works every time. In my book, you're a real 'say-lebrity.
(okay, lame, lame)
LOL!
I'll take "lame, lame," Misty. Anything beats silence in response to our efforts.
Or, as it is expressed by Mr. Beckett through his surrogate Vladimir in reply to the Boy asking what message he should deliver to Mr. Godot...
VLADIMIR: Tell him... (he hesitates)... tell him you saw me and that... (he hesitates)... that you saw me. (Pause. Vladimir advances, the Boy recoils. Vladimir halts, the Boy halts.
With sudden violence.) You're sure you saw me, you won't come and tell me tomorrow that you never saw me!
~ OMK
Hey, W.C. ~ Just to address the latest stanzas, it makes me happy to see Bilbo so plucky & receiving just approbation from the assembled dwarfs.
And may I add my appreciation of your discipline in sticking close, if not doggedly so, to a pentameter line & not casually straying from your opening rhyme scheme? I wonder if you limited this post's length to keep the installment a happy swallow?
It's not that I favor anyone being too rigid in adhering to a format, as I happily follow a strong lead--as long as there's purpose to it.
~ OMK
I've been taking tips from you, OMK. I purposely tried to measure the lines and keep rythym if not formal foot and meter.
As you can imagine the trick is to incorporate the J's it went well today.
The length depends on getting those J's and the riddle-solution in there. They don't always cooperate as Sandy pointed out when I tried to fit PAPAYA in a few days ago.
WC
Well, I don't want Vladimir coming after me, so I'd better keep saying something in response to blog comments, even if I'm not much of a "say-lebrity," Ol'Man Keith.
Sir Reele the dragon killer was a slay-lebrity?
No, Owen. It was the "Seller" who was a super-charismatic "sale-brity."
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