| || prone, phony, genius, jabber, apprehension.
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FLN, Misty: Yes, I did go to a Catholic school from K through 2. I was the only Protestant boy at St. Vincent de Paul. My parents sent me there because it was only a block from home. I went there until I was big enough to walk the mile to the public school.
Of course, I wanted to be a Catholic like all the rest of the kids! Especially because the greatest threat the nuns used for students who got out of line was, "I will send you to public school!"
I had an early understanding of Calvinist Predestination, since I knew where I'd be going for 3rd grade...
Today's poem ~
He apprehends it all, for,
as he tells us himself...
"I Have the Best Words"
Ever prone to jabber on,
in tortured Tweets or a rabid rally,
our "stable genius," Dissolute Don,
makes phony claims beyond rationallie!
~ OMK
Delighted to hear your Catholic school story, Ol' Man Keith. Clearly contributed to your being so brilliant and clever! Exemplified by a clever poem this morning.
"No Loan for Joan"
Joan was not at all prone
to accept offers on her phone.
She'd had one crony
who was gypped by a phony
who seduced her with jabber--
a greedy money grabber.
Joan may not be a genius,
nor is she any mean miss.
But her wise apprehension
saves her a lot of tension,
and this deserves mention.
The nuns were very good about respecting the "difference" of the little boy from around the corner. Whenever 1st grade had religious instruction, I would be sent to sit in the 2nd grade room. And vice verse.
But I couldn't help seeing the vivid illustrations in my fellow students' special books and pamphlets. I saw the muscular green devils that awaited me at some unspecified future date.
I don't know how brilliant that made me, but it molded me into a very well-behaved youngster.
~ OMK
It certainly does deserve mention.
A chipper poem about smart Joan! Thank you for it.
Joan knows better than to bother with those cold-call phonies. She is a good model for readers, especially elderly types who may be prone to chat with a "friendly" stranger.
We carry our guard to such an extreme that we rarely ever answer our phone directly. We let the "machine" answer for us; family and friends know to stay on the line and keep talking to identify themselves--so we can pick up if we are near the phone.
Recently, there seems to be one obnoxious lady, persistently trying to get us to re-fi our home. It is obviously no effort for her miserable machine to keep trying to get past our stalwart machine.
Ours will prevail!
~ OMK
I also ignore all calls that don't have a known name attached. Only once in a while I'll hear a German voice speaking and realize it's one of my Austrian relatives calling. Then I hurry to pick up. But I ignore the others, especially if they call three or four times a day for weeks.
Looks like just the two of us--again.
It'd be nice to spot an extra friend.
And if that friend could bring a pal or two...
Still, I'm happy to pass the time with you!
You mustn't think me an ungrateful fool,
for you're splendid company, a gal most cool,
but we haven't found the secret (and I fret)
how to grow our base, to multiply, to beget!
Not yet!!
~ OMK
Ol'Man Keith, I keep asking friends if they do Jumble in the paper, in the hope I could get them to check into our blog. But so far haven't found anyone who does. I know that C.C. doesn't want us to recruit Jumble members from the Crossword blog, so sadly that venue isn't available to us. But I'll keep trying with friends and acquaintances.
OMK one, Misty two Wilbur THREE. Better late than never?
prone, phony, genius, jabber, apprehension.
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Bunky was prone to absent mindedness, happens to the best of us.
But that new PC he'd bought was acting up. Perhaps the genius
Bar at the Apple Store was where he'd find a solution.
The nerds were busy jabbering away 'bout nothin
But to Bunky's fears and needless apprehension
The phony's question was "Have you plugged the dang thing in?"
* No water when we arrived last night. I found a well guy who replaced the burnt out pump. When we turned it on he heard a gushing: There's your problem, that pipe there is leaking!"
Perhaps the sudden surge of water exacerbated the leak. It's under the back porch, I'm not crawling under there. He'll come by and fix it Monday.
WC
Wilbur ~ Very timely, your reference to the "geniuses" at the Apple store. Seems my brand new iMac is acting up somethin' fierce.
I don't expect the "nerds...jabbering away 'bout nothin" to help; they have ruled against any extra work --during the pandemic.
~ OMK
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