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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.
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I was almost caught up on days-off, but today’s words inspire me to post a poem (non-haiku) tonight.
Ah, well, it will all even out—some day.
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A rhyming title today:
As a HS sophomore, I was eager to offer every…
“Miss Teen (an) Apple”
From pastry snails to shrimp toast,
I’ll offer you treats; that’s my boast.
Anyhow I might do you,
I’ll labor to woo you
thru your whole scenic route, coast to coast*.
Please divert your averted glances!
During dances, let’s take our chances.
Look deep in my eyes.
You wanna surprise?
I’m expert in inducing trances.
~ OMK
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* And from the Great Lakes queue to the Blue Bayou.
"Cuisine Contest"
He gave the pristine table a glance
and it triggered a hot romance.
The scenic pastry and the shrimp
would not let him praises skimp
and divert him from making a vow
that he'd nominate them as the best chow.
And so he won the contest anyhow.
I miss Sandy. She always checked in on Sundays--and, well, pretty much all days. Come back and visit us sometime, Sandy.
I fear she did not feel appreciated. I used to try responding to each of her posts, but I don't think that was enough. She seemed to reply mainly to Wilbur's Chet & Lois tale.
Maybe she is still reading the page.
Misty, Interesting isn't it, that some souls may find a clean table a key to romance, even the "hot" variety.
Funny to think of the pastry and shrimp having a vote. By a show of hands (fins? feet?), voice vote, or secret ballot?
As I read back over my offering, I see that I mention "pastry snails." As I kid, I grew up on these treats and only later in life discovered that others did not call them snails.
That was our name for Danish in San Francisco.
~ OMK
Ok, one more final comment to perhaps clarify a few things, and then I will definitely refrain.
I never posted in order to feel appreciated. As I said on May 18, I don't write, nor comnent on, poetry per se. I continue to be interested in the ongoing story of Chet and Lois, and that's what I commnented on.
I simply feel that this blog was mutating/had mutated into something more focused on poetizing than I felt at home with. As well, I all too often for my own comfort level, had only negative things to say about jumble solutions.
However, I also explicitly said on May 18 that I would be doing the jumble and checking the blog (at least briefly) every day.
Nuff said.
What a highly romantic verse you produced this morning, Ol' Man Keith, and especially exciting to have it spoken in the first person, addressed to an unknown figure. She (I'll assume it's a she) must have been intrigued by the precision of her beau even detailing their scenic route with a footnote. One of your coolest and funniest verses ever--a Sunday treat! And, come on, Keith, my pastry and shrimp didn't vote, it was the speaker, even if the phrasing was a bit awkward.
Oh, and I loved your explanation of the "pastry snails."
Sandy, I just saw your message, and am so happy you checked in with us today. I'm just sorry that Wilbur maybe took the day off and didn't post a Chet and Lois continuation. We still miss your comments, but it's wonderful that you're still with us, even if you don't do a daily post anymore. But just know that we miss you and will always enjoy your comments if and when you do check in.
First thisWordle 344 X/6
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⬛⬛🟨⬛⬛
⬛🟩⬛⬛⬛
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My last guess was KAYAK , I was sure it was right. OMK were you hinting at the correct solution in your intro?
Sandy nice to hear your voice. If ever a riddle-solution begged commentary it was today. My comment? One of the best
And, I've had several C&Ls since you last dropped in.
I really like your comments and they keep me poetizing.
As I noted at cc I was delayed at a funeral today. Sad demise of a popular lady
WC
Wilbur ~ I was hinting indeed!
Not in my "intro," but in my footnote*.
You might even say it was the very last foot of the footnote.
I thought sure somebody would pick it up before exhausting their 6th level!
(What does Wordle say to you when you reach the final tier without success? C'mon 'n share!)
~ OMK
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* I take no credit for Wordle success. As I wrote two days ago, I have given up on playing it myself--as the answers are floating everywhere on the 'net.
I could rarely access the game w/o seeing the answers from a dozen sites. Some of them include answers in the site URL, so you can't avoid 'em!
Even before that, it was too easy.
Isn't it curious how few combinations can occur in a 5-letter word, esp. when you've learned -- at a minimum-- two of the letters & canceled six others? At least a third of the alphabet right there.
{What's the big problem, anyhow? mused Chet}
Our nuptials in the chapel are hardly anything to be beset
With dire reactions. We've been pristine in our lovely romance
From the very moment we met and I fell in love at first glance.
A scenic reception at the patio with shrimp and some pastry.
It's been over a year now, does Charles think we're too hasty?
What could divert us from going ahead with our desire?
Please , at this late date we mustn't have a tragic misfire
When one exhausts the six guesses the correct solution pops up. My problem was the early guesses did not use enough vowels.
I had eliminated virtually all the consonants(except q,z,b,f,k,j)
I was down to 5 and 6 and only had A in #2 and a Y somewhere.
I was missing two vowels. As you noted the solution had three.
WC
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