| || oddly, swept, wicked, afford, said wow!
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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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Took me a few to see the connection between the solution and the cartoon, but when I did -- wow!!
Just spell the first word backwards and try it upside down.
~ OMK
"Always an Upside"
She was wicked, and she was a witch;
she was also a housekeeper, a convenient niche
because of her broom. It kept everything swept,
all neat and tidy. Oddly enough, it leapt
her into the sky at the end of the workday
with nary a complaint of overwork. Nay!
Through her daytime labor she earned enough pay
to afford her vacations in Petit Ilet Duprey.
~ OMK
But to Athelstane's astonishment Wilfred was no longer there
And that was odd since his news bore principally on his own affaire.
And oddly, too, King Richard had swept out of the room.
"What kind of wickedness is this", quoth Cedric "of impending doom?"
"Wow", said Athelstane, "There must be a reason for this mad haste!"
And the groom, bore news that Isaac of York had arrived. "I can trace
The source to the Jew's presence, said Cedric, "Something has occurred".
And yes, Wilfred, Gurth and King Richard had taken to horse and sword.
WC
"Eviction"
Anne's boyfriend was hardly cuddly,
and mostly behaved very oddly.
Big secrets from her he kept
that under the rug he swept.
His jokes were crude and wicked,
his laughs sounded like a cricket.
Any requests he just ignored
and no gifts could he afford.
He was nasty and ill-bred,
so she smacked him on the head
and said, 'I've just made a vow:
I want you out of here now.'
And he blinked and said 'Wow'!
Yes,OMK, but you mean the second word, right? Hence my exclamation.
Or are you joking and I'm too dense to see it?
Wilbur, just enough plot to keep the reader intrigued and wanting more!! Clever.
More wrapping up, eh, Wilbur, and in a sort of "rap" rhythm. That's how your long-beat lines begin to feel to a modern ear.
Your stanza today serves to place the bodies for the finale you were discussing.
It's an efficient job, although I got lost in the unspecific double possessive pronouns (the "his"es) in the second line.
Footnote to my ditty:
My witch, Ashlyn, works damn hard in wintry Massachusetts, to spend 2 weeks a year lolling in her Caribbean resort, an isle just off the southern coast of French Martinique.
Misty ~ WooHoo! Your "Eviction" gives us Anne, an empowered female. Her unnamed boyfriend (who doesn't deserve a name) gets what he's earned in the end. Hurrah!
I don't necessarily favor negative endings, but it is a refreshing break from sweetness & light to get a Lauren Bacall in place of Julie Andrews.
Thank you!
~ OMK
It's not perfect, Sandy (so few things are in this life), but imagine with me if the first word is not what it is, but is flipped to "dias."
Now turn it, and the 3-letter word upside down, to get the appropriate reaction to her upside-down mater.*
I wondered whether the Jumble folk had something like that in mind, but couldn't quite bring it off.
~ OMK
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* Let me know if it still eludes you, and I'll turn my cards over this afternoon.
I liked that one Misty. Why'd she put up with him for so long?
The Isle of Duprey where witches take a break for a spell. Rumors are some witches are going Roomba.
WC
Ps, We now return you to matters of utmost urgency at the Preceptory. Rebecca has asked for a champion and Wilfred's on the way. Richard in hot pursuit.
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mom pies?
Ya got me, Owen!
But no. I wasn't aiming that far. You turned both literally on their heads. Your result is cleverer than mine.
I was only aiming for the reversed letters of "said" re-reversing themselves to accompany the upside-down "wow."
In other words, my goal was...
"SAID MOM!"
--rather than the obvious
"SAID WOW!"
~ OMK
Many thanks, Wilbur and Ol' Man Keith,. I guess Anne put up with him because she was just a patient soul--but everyone has their limits.
Ol' Man Keith, she had a pretty good life for a witch, didn't she?
And, Wilbur, I always love finding all the Jumble words in your complicated verses--many thanks for that, too.
She certainly did. But she worked very hard at her two jobs, as Caribbean resorts aren't cheap.
She loved Martinique, so's she could improve her French.
She and her pal, Glinda, would usually go together, both on one broom. Glinda would chip in for extra straw.
~ OMK
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