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Saturday, July 4, 2020

July 4, 2020

|| || canal, tacky, absorb, impede, "cele-bray-tion".
Image from the Internet.

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.

15 comments:

Ol' Man Keith said...

FLN, Misty ~ Kind of you to say so, but No, I could never be a philosopher.
I know philosophers. I minored in Philosophy as an undergrad.
It is too hard.

We like to start our Fourth of July festivity with a special brunch. We use super jumbo eggs for our omelets and make the lightest, fluffiest biscuits.
Only the freshest ingredients will do, including our butcher's stellar bacon.
~ OMK

Wilbur Charles said...

Great spoon, OMK. Started a verse FLN, got busy, then needed a nap then ran out of juice on the phone. Perhaps I should go back to the days of pen and ink.

What's good enough for Edgar Allen should be good enough for po' me

Ol' Man Keith said...

Thanks, Wilbur ~ A Happy Fourth to you!
Funny how we get used to our various media for doing projects. I can't do the Xwds except with a ballpoint. I have typed most of my essays since I got my first typewriter in the 7th grade. (I remember thinking how serious my school work looked when it was typed.)
Maybe weirdest of all is that my preferred way to post on this site is by tapping one-fingered on my iPad's tiny KB late at night.

In the interest of pursuing a more technically correct Spoonerism--even when rhyming a one-word J-solution--I remember having the measles when I was a kid.
We had regular outbreaks then, and doctors would position themselves in cubicles at clinics to look for the various symptoms.
One of the early signs was a rash on the stomach.
I was diagnosed at a Belly Station.
~ OMK

Wilbur Charles said...

I solved this three days ago. I just found the newspaper because I completely forget the solve.

#1 was tricky and the riddle-solution was delayed because I misspelled #4. #3 took awhile too.

I imagine some of you are still laboring over J Lin's typical Saturday challenge.

Hint: think hard S not soft S for one of the clues and the second clue word rhymes with the first. I'm lying down as I post this.

Misty said...

Loved your spoonerisms this morning, Ol'Man Keith. They were spoonerisms--right? And what a busy life you have Wilbur. It's wonderful and amazing that we still get such clever poems from you. And hope Owen and Sandy check in with us too.

Crazy cartoon this morning. Never heard a donkey bray at fireworks, but I sure remember dogs howling back in the day.

As an emigre who came to this country when I was 11 years old, I have a deep and abiding and grateful love to my new homeland. So, happy Fourth of July, everybody.

Sandyanon said...

Sure, I'll check in. The clues today weren't difficult, though the third one took a few extra seconds. And once I saw what one of the four-letter groups in the solution must be, the rest fell into place. Timely pun, as was to be expected; worth a grin from me but not really a chuckle.

Hope for a poem or two later in the day.

Ol' Man Keith said...

A belated WELCOME to you, Misty. Glad you joined us!
And a Happy Fourth to all.
This is a strange version of the holiday. We are celebrating in our dogs' happy silence.

Only one of the two can be said to be a true Spoonerism. And even that one twists the definition by treating the syllables of the original as if they were individual words.
~ OMK

Ol' Man Keith said...

OK ~ Warning, Pedantry Ahead!
Notice that each rhyme today follows the Jumble in treating a single word (beginning with a "C") as if it were divided into parts.
Jumble has it in three parts, and I break it into two parts.

We are both treating the single word pretty loosely.

In my two responses, I adhere to the original's "b" and "s" phonemes. One of my answers starts with the "s" sound, same as the original, and the other starts with the "b" sound.
The one that starts with a "b" can lay claim to being a Spoonerism--Why?
Because it switches the order of the sounds.

(Q: Is that what it takes?
A: That's Tut! It wakes!)
~ OMK

Wilbur Charles said...

Please pardon my tardiness on Friday's doggerel. We continue the story of Norman and Saxon from "Ivanhoe". I'm using the Gutenberg text.

Here's yesterday's words followed by the poem. Can't disappoint Sandy and Misty

Beret,Gloat, Pacify,Drench;Left and Right

The hall of Cedric the Saxon was host to a variety of guests
Thane Cedric presided. Casks of wine and oaken chests
Among the implements of the feast. Cedric was testy tonight
Gurth and Wamba were late with the pigs and nowhere in sight

Perhaps the lovely Lady Rowena would pacify the Thane
Then the major Domo announced the arrival of the Norman Twain.
And finally Gurth and Wamba signaled the safe arrival of the swine
From the drenching storm. The party could now drink and dine.

"You've nothing to gloat about Gurth, you're two hours late."
"My Lord, interjected Wamba, shaking and jingling his beret,
"The blame belongs to Fang but moreso the clipping of his claws
The result of the rangers and those toilsome, Norman laws.

Sir Brian the Templar said to Wamba "Are you bereft?"
The way to Rotherwood was to the right not the left!"
Said Wamba, the jester, "I'm a mere fool and not so bright
Please pardon me gracious Sir, for not knowing left from right.

WC

Wilbur Charles said...

Although for the Thane in his humble station
It was just another dinner, it seemed like a celebration.
Impeded only by the tacky leer from the haughty knight.
"I'm sorry", said Sir Brian, "But I've never seen a more beautiful sight .

Though the Lady Rowena was taken aback by the carnal stare
Cedric seemed absorbed in thought. For his only son was not there
"Why was he so impetuous to run off on fruitless crusade
Wed my ward Rowena? That promise was already made".

WC

Wilbur Charles said...

The plot thickens. Meanwhile between 639 and 800 on we lost preview .

Fortunately, no typos or Google disasters.

Hmm. I wonder who that Palmer was who guided the Normans?.

Tomorrow, new visitors arrive.

WC

Ol' Man Keith said...

A fine continuation of your Ivanhoe project.
Incidentally, my earlier guess that you might be going for Robin Hood led to the coincidence of my seeing the Russell Crowe movie of that venerable outlaw last night.
Not a bad film, also with Cate Blanchett & Max von Sydow; it really has the “look” of the late 12th century—or how I imagine England appeared in those years.

Good job of including the clue words, too!
I must call foul, though, for “Carnal” instead of “Canal.”
Unless you wanna claim you included it, and R just giving us a little more…
~ OMK

Misty said...

Woohoo, Wilbur--what a treat to get two poems from you! Wonderful Fourth of July gift for all of us! And how nice to have Sandy check in too. Now let's just pray that Owen is okay and will visit us tomorrow. Hope you all had a lovely holiday!

Sandyanon said...

Wilnur, especially liked the way you left right!

Wilbur Charles said...

Ok, I cheated a bit. I suspect though that Sir Brian's ogleing leer had a bit of carnal in it. I suppose the moat around a castle could be called a canal.

Robin Hood just might make an appearance. After all, Ashby de la Zouch does have an archery contest.

Thanks Misty, I'm glad you enjoyed the verses.

WC