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FLN, Owen ~ Thanks for the menu of drinks in limerick form!
Coincidentally, I had a dirty vodka martini last night—a couple of them—for the first time in over a month.
And they knocked me out. I slept right through my favorite TV, including The Rookie.
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Today’s Jumble haiku:
“Night! Au-Pair!”
Step by step she crept,
plunging upward. Ever thick, she
goes up stairs to bed.
~ OMK
Wordle 506 4/6*
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The Wordle-bot word was not a great way to begin today.
Back later after appointments.
Doomsday Near or Nigh?
A lack of ethics
Has crept into our society.
It begins with gossip,
Advances to slander and libel,
Soon plunging us into lawlessness.
Everyone wants a piece of the pie.
OMK- your title Spoonerism is great (better than my feeble attempt).
I had to look hard to find the J words in your haiku. Congrats on subtly using “ever thick” and “goes up”.
FLN- Misty- sorry to hear about your eye problem, but glad it was not deemed too serious. Any threat to our sight is always frightening!
Sorry to be a doomsday prophet today. Perhaps the words tomorrow will be more uplifting.
"Hero Cheer"
The gossip that crept around
our famed pioneer
made all of us worry
for a man we held dear.
It plunged him into damage
about the strength of his ethic,
but the charges were dispelled
as untrue and pathetic.
Now our pioneer is again our hero
and the allegations
have been reduced to zero.
Ol' Man Keith, fascinating the way you give us a haiku that makes no visual sense and confounds our ability to imagine it. There is really no way your au pair could creep and plunge upward up the stairs at the same time, or with the same formation, is there? And, as "thick," is she fat, or dense, or with her mind or her body filled in some other way? Well, in any case, you do wish her a good night's sleep, and I imagine she needs it.
Thank you for the kind words, CanadianEh!. My eye is much better this morning, and I'm beginning to think I may not need the doctor's appointment at the end of the week that the emergency fellow recommended yesterday.
As to your verse, I agree with the its anxiety about the future, given the total confusion just before the election tomorrow. All we can do is hope and pray and keep our fingers crossed, I guess.
I should have paid more attention to a possible hint from you this morning, CanadianEh!.
Had I done so, I might have gotten the Wordle in less than four tries.
Wordle 506 4/6
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CanadianEh! Glad you liked my Spooner. That took some doing. Luckily, I was rested up from my Sunday break.
Your poem speaks truly of our present predicament, not just politically but culturally as well.
The insight of your final line applies to some of the main players, identifying the cynicism behind many "leaders'" ethics.
I figured your title was a play on the solution, but couldn't quite decode "Doomsday."
Ah, Misty, ya got me! I don't believe one can plunge upward while creeping either, but I needed her to go "up" (for obvious reasons, yes?).
OTOH, who says she is creeping and plunging "at the same time?"
Eh?
Mightn't "Step by step" apply to alternating movements?
I imagine her "thick"ness is due to her fondness for a couple of nightcaps in the kitchen. (And to my need of "thick" as the 2nd half of "ethic.")
Your poem seems to be about "cancel culture." Your pioneer might be one of those fellows who has done good work but also slipped up along the way and maybe exploited his workers, or even owned slaves.
Or maybe he had a "MeToo" history of sexual harassment?
Anyway, whatever the charges, they "were dispelled"--lucky for him!
Let's hope he can stay out of the reach of CanadianEh's poem.
Now they can restore his name to the township and drag his statue out of storage.
"Hero/zero" is a fine summation--and a timely phrase in today's world.
~ OMK
I feared that I might be too political today, but totally forgot the timing of your American elections. (This Canadian cannot keep track, as IMHO, you always seem to be in election mode.
OMK- I added the Doomsday to my original title as the original seemed untied to the poem. I guess I was being very pessimistic about the “advance into lawlessness”.
Misty’s pioneer was absolved of blame, fortunately. Good ethics will always be needed and hopefully recognized.
Misty- I did not mean to be quite so open in my Wordle comment. I meant to say “was not a great way to start today”. Good thing you didn’t see my give-away; you did just fine on your own!
Just back from getting my latest COVID booster and FLU shot.
My wife was with me, so she reminded the tech that I was to get the "Old People's Flu shot."
As if the tech couldn't use her eyes.
CanadianEh! You give us food for thought. Maybe we do hold elections too often; our politicians always seem to be campaigning & vying for lobbyists' dollars rather than legislating.
I am a great believer in checks-and-balances, but might we be erring on the side of too many *#@! checks?
I didn't bother with Wordle today. I appreciated the hint from CEh!, though none again from Misty.
I wasn't sure where to Begin.
~ OMK
The badinage at the office where Chet worked was buzz'n
Call it gossip, call it tea, the rumors were float'n by the dozen
"Getting hitched, eh, Chet, to a woman who's much older? "
"Can it Andy, there's an eight months diff, she's no cougar"
"So you're going to take the plunge, eh, Chet? When's the date?"
"Say good bye to single Chet, plural's going to be your fate"
A chill crept down Chet's spine for he was a pioneer at wedlock
Then the vision of Lois's face appeared, his knees no longer knocked
And he remembered that night at the seedy bar like out of the Soaps
"Come with me and meet my friends: We'll show you the ropes"
WC
I'd love to see guesses at Tuesday Js and riddle-solution
Very nice Chet poem, WC, showing how quick he is to calm his nerves when he flashes on Lois’ face!
I like your dialog style too—quite natural & easy-going.
It is becoming more and more true in its conversational rhythms and tone. Makes for comfortable reading.
~ OMK
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