| || inept, guide, bettor, toward, get "write" on it.
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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:
First in. Unusual. Woke up dizzy. I hope it's just meds. Too much BP meds. Hope it's not something worse.
Very fast solve including riddle. Do I have a poem in me? Reminds me of an earlier one:
Tuesday was the day that the bookie took all my cash
On the rare occasion HE paid I could see quite a stash.
"Bravo Bill" he'd exclaim "You're getting better every week"
"Perhaps you should double down, fortune avoids the meek"
Pickles tenanted the variety store at the corner of the square
All the cheap hoods and touts could be seen hanging there
A tract on the wall read "The more the bettor drinks,
The better bettor he is, or so he thinks"
Good to see you, Wilbur. I hope the dizziness is gone now.
Yes, this jumble was pretty easy, with a classic homophonic pun as the solution.
I remember where I was on 9-11. Getting ready for work, turned on the tv news and saw the second tower fall. Unfortunately unforgettable.
Great to see your poem this morning, Wilbur--wonderful to have you back. Hope Owen checks in with us too, and also Ol'Man Keith.
No poem from me this morning--I'd like to focus on the cartoon for a change. Found it delightful and even better (bettor?) seeing it in color on the blog.
Liked seeing that people were in cubbies in the background. The fellow's desk was really cool, with notes tacked to the computer screen, where he had already started writing, his plastic cup with straw and a drink (coffee? iced coffee?) and a pack of notes with a pen. The only things I can't figure out are the pad behind the computer, and that strange orb on the wall above the woman.
And, of course, I liked the punny solution.
Have a good day, everybody.
Sorry, friends.
I wasn't able to do the Jumble this morning/last night, as my iPad hadn't charged properly.
I usually take the pad to bed with me around 1:30 and work on it and read till 3:30, or so. ( I get up around 10.)
I will read your offerings--and see what I can contribute after breakfast.
Hope everybody's Friday is off to a happy start!
~ OMK
Sorry to hear about you iPad problem, Ol'Man Keith. What a crazy schedule you have! How do you manage to come on with your great poems so early in the morning. Amazing!
“A Bit o’ Bother”
“Betty Botter bought a bit of butter.
‘But,’ She said, ‘this butter’s bitter!
If I put it in my batter
It will make my batter bitter.
But a bit o’ better butter
Ought to make my BETTOR’—oh NO!”
She had done it again
Tanya Trip-Tongue never can
Get through that twister. She’s inept!
She cannot do it—and must accept
an elocutionist as a guide
toward proper speech, as a matter of pride!
It’s time for her to get right on it
or next she’ll be braying o’ “Betty Bonnet.”
~ OMK
OMK -- 👍👍
Enjoyed all the arcane lingo and the folk wisdom, Wilbur. I thought at first you might be hinting, but see you were treating us to a memory trip.
Misty ~ What's really crazy for me is managing to write in the middle of the day.
Seriously, I usually kept a late night schedule. In the theater we always work late, and even when I wasn't acting I was in the habit of keeping late hours. Since I retired, strangely, the hours seem to go even later!
Sandy ~ in honor of your interest in our reacting to the quality of the Jumble itself, this one seemed a decent workaday cartoon with a curious mix of head-tops popping above the BG cubicles. The words were easy to solve, although I paused over PEINT for a while.
My poem came as a spontaneous rush. The spelling of “bettor” is weird, with the “or” ending necessary to distinguish it from its homophone, “better.” But it also drew my focus to that old tongue twister, one that student actors are exposed to very early on. It’s one of my favorites—although not nearly as challenging as my Number One Favorite, the saga of thrifty “Theophilus Thistle.”
Lessee. What else…? Oh, once again, I struggled mainly over how to hint at the solution. In the end I decided to add a last couplet.
~ OMK
So I looked Theophilus up and found two versions. Which is your favorite?
Sandy ~ There must be more than two. I looked under Wikipedia, and my fave is close to the first. But I say "sieve" (as in the second) instead of "sleeve," and I insert "thrice" before each iteration of "three thousand thistles."
~ OMK
Yes, I think the first of those two is the one I'm most familiar with. I remember "Three thousand thistles".
Sandy, the dizziness gradually subsided. I think it's my meds. Less is better and I need to cut back. Dr is useless.
OMK, you remembered ol' Pickles and the variety store.
WC
I guess too much is as bad as not eniugh, Wilbur.
You take care of yourself.
I'm watching the second men's semifinal of the U.S. Open. It's been a punishing match and not over yet. I'm pulling for Thiem.
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