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Wednesday, January 19, 2022

19 Jan. 2022

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|Smiley face| _fraud, tract, parlor, author, at (the) drop of a hat.
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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.

5 comments:

OwenKL said...

Honest Buckman lived down to his name.
He looked at life as a suckers game.
If executioners were still in vogue
They knew what to with an incorrigible rogue.
Meeting the ax-man, he wouldn't need a hat-check.
No place to put it, at the drop of a hatchet!

Those days were past, so Honest worked a plan
To scam some fat cats, with parlors so grand.
First he'd approach as a ghost-writing author,
Who'd write a tract on any subject in offer.
Then he'd find an obscure book or thesis,
Retype it as a manuscript, changing little pieces.
Self-help for salesmen was a popular topic,
And a real estate mogul was an easy pick!

Ol' Man Keith said...


Deception
The man was a fraud.
He sat in the parlor
and hour by hour
authored tracts on his “God.”

He was not a believer,
gave no damn about doubt,
cadged a buck a handout,
this old fake & deceiver.

All that he knew, the lean & the fat,
could fit in the trash bin, or cram in his hat.
~ OMK
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PS.
His only dispute
was with female converts.
He flirted with skirts
who got him “MeToo”’d.

Misty said...

Morning dilemma: offer no poem, or offer one of the worst ever?

"Instructive Father"

The author had a daughter
and he instructed and taught her
to avoid any kind of fraud.
He wrote her a vivid tract
on how to elude being hacked
or sacked or whacked.

The girl now does not much chafe,
staying in her parlor feels safe.
By refusing to get into a spat,
she's at peace at the drop of a hat.

Ol' Man Keith said...

Today's j-words seem to have moved all three authors to deal with rogues. The words triggered Owen and me to describe a conman and a hypocrite, while Misty wrote of a father who warns his daughter against such predators.
Of the tracts proposed today, I have to salute Misty's father for penning a potent three-way punch, protecting his gal from "being hacked/ or sacked or whacked"!
That definitely stirred my sleepy brain!

WooHoo! Kiplingesque, I calls it!!
~ OMK

Misty said...

Yes, it was interesting to see Owen's poem about a con man with the curious name of Honest Buckman, and I don't even want to think about what Ol' Man Keith's fraud considers a 'god.' Very clever verses and, as always, in very elegant--if very different--styles. Thank you both--you saved my poetically weary day!