| || robbin, crank, atrium, forbid, "burr-rink".
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The opening poem contains all the words (or variations of them) from today's Jumble.
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"Forbidden"
The janitor and custodian
worked on the atrium trap.
They aimed to catch that cranky robin
that insisted on taking his nap
here every day, the fool,
despite their "No Birds" rule.
~ OMK
"Dating a Jerk"
Robin was sad and sobbing,
she had done some stupid hobnobbing
with a guy named Frank
who was a real crank.
They had met in an atrium--
not a place for a hasty bum.
Marry him? Heaven forbid
not with a jerk so sordid.
One day in a roller rink
she finally began to think
it was time this fink to sink.
This finally got our sad Robin
to be free and once more start bobbing.
(poetry doesn't get more pathetic than this, does it?
Hey, blame the Jumble words, not the paltry poet)
Glad to see your Robin kept her wits, Misty, even as she was emotionally distraught over Frank's mistreatment (whatever that was). We can all make stupid choices, but she was able to clear her tears and see Frank for the fink he was.
Glad to see it was Frank who was the crank in your telling of the tale.
I made my avian Robin be the cranky one because I thought it funny to imagine the warped and twisted call of a "cranky robin": To-*#@!Weet, to-*#@Weet!!
~ OMK
Love seeing your poem first thing in the morning--a total delight, Ol' Man Keith. But how sad that none of our blog friends have checked in today. Hope everyone is okay. Hope to hear from you soon, Sandy, Wilbur, and Owen,.
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