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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.
12 comments:
Oh, how nice it would surely be,
To live in a utopian community!
One not assailed by smoggy days
Nor niggling in a thousand ways!
How enticing would be clean streets,
Kept that way by timely sweeps!
Mildew and fungus held at bay
By perfect climate, day by day!
If citizens could absorb the pride
Of keeping a tidy countryside,
Be numb to lures of being nose-thumbers,
But concientous of safety in numb-ers!
Good to see you here, Owen.
Fln, Sandy, I neglected to look at the cartoon. Yes, McEnroe from one of his famous rants. And…
Confession: I forgot FORGOT when I looked over my poem. So...I had to add two lines. Thus, what had been 'forgotten '? That this particular Saturday night Lois would not be there.
Now, to respond to "Where's this going?" And to Sandy, is Chet endangering his hard earned sobriety? If Lois shuts him down, what then?
And we don't know anything about Lois except she was at the club (To see the show, with ???). Noticed Chet and saw someone who could use what was freely given to her. Classic 12th Step .
Perhaps Misty will tell us more about Lois in one of her excellent sonnets. OMK, too, is welcome to opine in rhyme.
Sandy is very wise about these things. Relationships and resentments are dangerous rapids to navigate.
Time and J-words will tell
WC
"Skip Next Trip"
The voyage was a utopia
only if you suffered myopia.
There were hassles you had to absorb
every day that you spent on board.
The atmosphere was foggy
and the air on the deck was smoggy.
What could possibly entice
you to enjoy all the lice and the mice?
And on top of that, a fungus
soon made its way among us.
We were so relieved that finally
our return home was timely.
The safety of all of our numbers
once again gave us quiet slumbers.
But we will never again try to roam
on a voyage away from home.
Owen, what a pleasure to see your hopeful and cheerful poem right at the beginning of our blog today. Since I try to rhyme all the Jumble words ('smoggy' and 'fungus' today), my verse was doomed to be a rare depressing one, so your joyful one was a great relief and pleasure.
Wilbur, I'm afraid I'll need to learn a lot more about Lois before I can make her the topic of a verse, but I'll start tracking her more carefully from now on.
Have a great day, everybody.
Owen's ode to perfection
starts today's collection
with a Bang!
Thanks to each & every friend
for allowing me again
not to give a Dang!
(I enjoyed my night off
& slept like a Romanov.)
Misty, yours reads like a Carnival cruise,
with passengers singin' the blues.
I noticed no "Milling" aboard,
a fact I truly adored--
Indeed worthy of appreciation
despite the vacationers' "Yuck"!
Wilbur ~ Keeping Lois a mystery?
we'd really like her story,
Are you still engaging in cunctation,
or merely passing the Bunck?
~ OMK
OMK: Thanks for a new word!
Thanks for you always kind comments, OMK.
Dear Sandy, you are more than welcome! Glad to be of service.
We can't know how Chet's feelings might be rec'd, not until we have a clue to Lois' character.
Wilbur is withholding, either to tease us, or because he's unsure himself.
OR, to draw someone else (maybe the female perspective--Misty?) to have a say in the tale.
But whatever the holdup, we need a bit more from her author to grok where this may go.
~ OMK
Better late than never. I needed the riddle-solution to work back to utopia. But I came up with something
Neal was an old timer, 20 plus years watching and learning
And he'd been watching Chet all absorbed and yearning
For a utopia but not that promised via the twelve step dance
But one gained by enticing another for an untimely romance
"Chet", he advised, "The disease of alcoholism is like a fungus
One must retreat to the safety in numbers, the value of US.
If you lose perspective the brain can grow smoggy.
If you'll just give time , time, all will work out, don't you agree?"
WC
Misty, you have a point. I'll have to find a way to recount Lois' story. Quite often a Lois will inform a Chet that he'll have to wait a year. Other times the sponsors will advise same, especially women.
And of course Lois didn't leave the Sunday school picnic to arrive at the rooms. Nowadays, drugs are involved in many cases. Spoiler alert: Chet's problem was alcohol and the malaise it brought.
WC
Wow, I'm just a little bit sorry for Chet. He's getting a lot of advice, but apparently hasn't even checked with Lois. Maybe he should just fess up to her and admit that he has some feelings for her but knows they should wait. Who know whst Lois would say!!!
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