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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.
6 comments:
What am I missing? This doesn't seem like any kind of a pun!
You're not missing much.
I think it's just that the word "nations," in plural, is buried in the longer word.
Neither laughter nor chuckle-worthy. Step away from the scene, folks, just move along...
In reply to today's Jumble:
"Sex Locations"
She was too young to see his love was inept.
He insisted their trysts be in the gazebo
where secrecy, night, & romance surely kept
her dazed, and the effect (a kind of "placebo")
let her fantasy stand--and flattered his ego.
~ OMK
"Best Result"
Stanley had taken a stand
to voice an important demand:
he was determined to insist
that no future meetings be missed.
But, sadly, his crew was inept
and his schedule was rarely kept.
So the result of Stanley's presentation
was to send in his resignation.
Yet his retirement designation
ended making the best of his heave-ho
by playing games in his gazebo.
The final stage of Stanley's career is neatly traced in Misty's couplets.
The nice switch to a triplet at the penultimate mark is appreciated, a subtle way of shifting him into retirement.
Stanley may be disappointed in his "crew," but he can feel nothing but gratitude for his poetess' fine reportage.
~ OMK
My goodness, Ol' Man Keith, Stanley would have been so much happier if he could have enjoyed a tryst with a lovely woman in his gazebo. His poetess should have worked a little harder to make that happen. Well, maybe another time. But at least she learned something from your verse.
If Stanley should arrive at a gazebo with a lady on his arm, I hope he would prove more sincere, less cunning and (fingers crossed) more attentive to her person than my guy.
My creep's game is to substitute atmospherics for good practice. He is batting out of his league, and he knows it.
In fact, here's the second verse:
She did wonder in silence why he wouldn't
meet her in daylight or see her with friends.
He seemed odd at times, unduly prudent,
as if fearing others' eyes or a candid camera lens
'd show his "junker" mismatched--with her "M. Benz."
~ OMK
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