| tempo, twill, cement, postal, wet (their) appetites. |
| shrimp, govern, ironic, piracy, health, futile, height of his career.
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The opening poem contains all the words (or variations of them) from today's Jumble.
Comments are welcomed! And couching them in Poetry is definitely NOT required.
Do not explicitly reveal any of the actual answer words until after closing time, but embedding them surreptitiously in comment sentences is encouraged.
17 comments:
I had a really strong dislike for the j4 solution, because the two homophones, for whatever little sense the one in the solution made, had opposite meanings, not the same, as puns normally work. As Mr. Spock would say, "It's not logical.". F+
It might have made more sense--with both sides of the pun clicking in--if another character in the cartoon expressed a sudden hunger for one of the picnic items, maybe a nice warm muffin! Yummm.
~ OMK
Clues 4 and 6 in the j6 gave me some pause, but not for too long. The solution, however, eluded me at first because I tried the wrong 3-letter word, obvious as it seemed. Got that straightened out and the first 6-letter word jumped right out, and left the last one just a matter of rearranging 6 letters.
This is a better pun by far than the j4; it makes sense both ways. And kind of cute. I call it a straight B.
Googled Baumgartner and that jump, and the preparation for it, seem very complex. He set four world records, two of which were broken a couple of years later, but the other two apparently still stand.
The country has a bucolic pace,
Slow and easy, relaxed and sleepy.
The city tempo is a frumious race,
Go to here, go to there in traffic beepy!
Trade your denim in for twill,
Baseball hat for a brimmed fedora.
Fields of loam prepared to till,
Replaced by streets of cement flora!
Rural postal box red flags to sight,
Replaced by couriers on two-wheel missiles.
No home cooked meals to whet our appetite,
But martini lunches to wet their whistles!
I've told a tale before of Xavior McCree,
A shrimp-boat captain turned to bloody piracy.
He governed his crew by making them all rich,
And with a health plan all their wounds to fix.
Plans to foil his depredations all proved futile
He left no witnesses to onslaughts brutal.
It was ironic that at the height of his career
He retired to selling used pirate ships and gear.
Previous story of Xavior McCree was on January 31, 2020.
J4
Here are
The hiring adventures of
Will & Al
-or-
"Without Aptitudes"
Started as a "temp," 'e tried;
not a way to win respect, Will found!
As 'e went with the police 'e meant
to hold a smart post: Al pounded
'is beat with some pride.
~ OMK
Sandy, so glad you liked the J6 Jumble. I did too, and enjoyed your telling us about Baumgarten, someone I've not heard about. Very interesting.
Loved your second verse, Owen.
Now looking forward to a second Ol' Man Keith and to a Wilbur poem.
"Tiny Tim"
Little Tim was small like a shrimp,
so his friends treated him like a wimp.
But he had good health
and some family wealth.
He ate well and drank tonic--
soon his strength was ironic.
He was smart and had style,
piracy would be futile.
He took courses to learn
how to rule and govern.
As he reached each new height
his reputation took flight.
His friends now were no peer
to this height of his career.
They regretted their early scorn
and their rudeness did mourn.
Two dazzling poems from our Owen today! A neat comaprison/contrast of urban v. country life followed by a second visitation of that pirate's pirate (turned used-gear huckster) McCree! It was nostalgic fun to re-read the opening tale of McCree's distinctive marauding, but I believe the recap succinctly surpassed the original.
It was good to read of Sandy's process today and then of her follow-up re. Baumgartner.
She sets a good example of the kind of discussion she has been advocating here.
Misty ~ Your appropriation of the "Tiny Tim" moniker is justified by your witty outline of his career and manner of overcoming early mistreatments by his "friends." I'll overlook his "family wealth" (which usually works against one's character in such tales) but take heed of the virtues of, er... eating well and drinking tonic!
Please don't look forward to a "second verse" from me. As I've mentioned before, I only respond to the easy J4 on Sundays. I used to take Sundays off entirely, and I am trying hard (wishing, anyway) to go back to that lazy practice.
As it is, the kind of ingenuity required for my brief poem today required more time than many of my longer efforts.
I took the hinting tricks from some of Owen's examples. I wonder if anyone cracked them?
Or if they were just too obvious for words...
~ OMK
Sandy! (You'll get this.)
Please exchange one "required" in my third-from-final sentence for either "needed" or "demanded."
Thank you.
~ OMK
So very sorry to be disappointing, but I don't get it, OMK.
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wet (their) appetites....."Without Aptitudes"
tempo,.... Started as a "temp," 'e tried;
twill,........ not a way to win respect, Will found!
cement,... As 'e went with the police 'e meant
postal,..... to hold a smart post: Al pounded
................ 'is beat with some pride.
Bravo, Owen! ~
Except that I doubled the trick and went for "tempi" in the first place.
Can't make it TOO easy.
~ OMK
Sorry, Sandy ~
The word "Both" is the key.
In this case, check out that sentence, and see which word I do not require "both" of!
~ OMK
"my brief poem today needed"
"my brief poem today demanded"
??
"My brief poem today required"
I looked and looked and just didn't get what you meant, and don't now.
Sorry to be dense.
I had no chance to solve the J's and get in here. Plus, lots of football. Plus the CC- the solve was quick but the links and Write-up took my remaining time.
PIRACY was the one that held me up but Sandy's trick helped ferret it out.
Did you notice that Owen took a page from OMK's 'Jabberwok' borrowing to borrow on his own?
“Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch
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