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Tuesday, November 8, 2022

8 Nov. 2022

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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 NOT required.

Since August 2022, Wordle brags and links to original jigsaw puzzles are also welcomed!

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17 comments:

Ol' Man Keith said...

Today’s Jumble haiku:
(Seeking love in all the wrong places, our youthful Lothario might play older women off against younger ones.
Some of these aging beauties are seen as rather sordid, but they serve his turn in drawing bright, girly eyes.
His unmasked devotion, however, might bring COVID risk to vulnerable, more mature females. The ladies should be cautioned not to…)

”Grope the Germs”

While cougars, plural,
seem rather seedy, going
next to younger cats.
~ OMK

OwenKL said...

What sorcery is this? Consider well
For Mergetroid his tale will tell
Of uncursing mountains
And curing fountains,
And even heaven came for Mergetroid to disspell!


Wilbur Charles said...

See fln for Wordle and the latest on C&L. OMK, thanks for the kudos on my conversational poem..

Every office has an Andy

Misty,, hunt out the Tuesday J's if your newspaper hasn't arrived

WC

C-eh, I assume you go online

CanadianEh! said...

Owen- happy to see more about Murgetroid, and waiting for more of his tale.
I noted your deliberate? misspellings.

WC- DH does the J, and I just steal his answers. I only help if he is stuck. The newspaper page is an inkblot of letter combos.
I echo OMK’s praise of your Chet update.

CanadianEh! said...

Burn your Hopes

Learning the English language
May involve more than going to ESL classes.
Is cougar pronounced like a dove’s coo
Or rather like a couch?
Is the plural of seedy
Spelled by just adding an S
Or changing Y to IE?
One must learn to cope!

Misty said...

"Smart Art"

Sally's seedy condition made her needy
and she had to learn to get going,
and make sure that she was never greedy,
and so she took up sewing.

She then painted a cougar on a mural
which taught her some new ropes,
and now with talents that have become plural
she is filled with exciting hopes.

Ol' Man Keith said...

Owen ~ You sent me to check online for the etymology of Ol’ Murgetroid.
As interesting as it is, you are adding a mystical, magical dimension to the old goat.
What fun your sorcery provides!

CanadianEh!~ Yes, our common language can be a beast at times. I hadn’t thought of more than one way to pronounce “cougar,” for instance, but your suggestion points to the woe faced by new arrivals in ESL classes.
Our spelling is notoriously inconsistent. We don’t see the problem so much, growing up as native speakers, and I suspect we secretly take in-group pride in it.
As much as we express concern for poor foreigners who make mistakes, isn’t there an element of schadenfreude for us?
~ OMK

Wilbur Charles said...

And once they think they've got it mastered they get a job in a Boston deli where people ask for hoss radish and an Ahnnulled Parma unsweet

WC

Wilbur Charles said...

Ps, I like it that the heavens are coming TO Mergatroid

Ol' Man Keith said...

Misty ~
Glad we are that Sally’s hopes
don’t set your verse on worser tropes!

As she takes up sewing
her generous Weltanschuung
may have her stitching gifts
like shirts and shifts
and earning dividends
to spend
on friends.

That’s a healthy capstone
to years lived alone.

Her “painting” may further
prevent a life of repentance,
helping to serve her
prized independence.
—To stay clear of the clutches
of my haiku’s Don Juan
who’d provide her with blushes
(but strip her chiffon).

Let elders beware of love’s late-life encore.
Young swains may come courting, but show them the door.
~ OMK

Misty said...

CanadianEh!, your verse about learning the English language took me back to a crucial experience in my childhood.

I was born in 1944 and grew up in Austria, where my widowed mother was able to marry an American soldier after my missing-in-the-war father was declared legally dead after seven years.

So I grew up speaking only German, but when I was 11 years old I got to spend two weeks crossing the Atlantic on an American army ship, where my mother and I had to share a cabin with other army wives and kids. Luckily, they had a playroom for the children, and so every day for two weeks I had a chance to play with American kids for a couple of hours twice a day.

When we reached the US, my folks assumed that because of my language situation I would have to repeat 4th grade again. But when the principal spoke to me to asses my language, he informed them that my English was good enough to start 5th grade. Spending a couple hours a day for two weeks with American kids was all the English class that I needed. Woohoo!

Misty said...

P.S. I forgot to add that because I learned English before my adolescence, I was able to speak the language with no accent. So no one ever guessed that I wasn't born in America. Apparently after adolescence it would have been tough to get rid of my German accent.

Ol' Man Keith said...

The Kissinger brothers may be the most famous (notorious?) example of what you write, Misty.
Apparently his younger brother, Walter, learned English sounding completely American, while Henry (originally Heinz) never lost his thick German accent.

They arrived in America at ages 15 (Henry) and 13 (Walter). They were only a year apart, but that was enough to seal Henry's speech pattern.
~ OMK

Ol' Man Keith said...

E r r a t u m
Please insert an "a" before the double "u"s
in the last word
on the 2nd line
of the 2nd stanza of my poem to Misty.

As a native Austrian, she will be quick to spot my typo!

__Ω__
W-gang. I have only started today's Wordle.
Using the new Bot-recommended starter, I know it starts with S. I have three of the letters.
Hmmm. So far, I can think up seven likely answers, all starting with S.

Where, oh where should I stake my next (2nd) level?
~ OMK

CanadianEh! said...

Misty- Thanks for your interesting story of your early life and experience learning English. Children do learn languages much quicker, but I was not aware of the accent difference. (Great example OMK). It seems that our brains are like sponges in our early years.

OMK- I smiled at your erratum, adding an A. I am always trying to add a U to American spelling.

Re Wordle - if you haven’t already solved, I have given a hint after my solution, plus used two variations of the word in my next two posts. Plus Owen has used a variation in his Murgetroid poem.

Ol' Man Keith said...

Wordle 8 Nov. '22
Par = 4
Wordle 507 2/6

🟩🟨⬜⬜🟨
🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩
Thanks, guys, for your help, esp. CEh!
On my own, I had it winnowed to this one--or SMELL. You narrowed it further.
Now that oughtta be hint-worthy enough for Misty!

I smile back to you, CEh! --for your attempts to insert those British "U"s!

__Ω__

HMmmmm.

Now I am WONDERING if anyone has bothered to read my longish (21 lines) poem @ 11:37...?
Misty, to whom it was dedicated, is usually quite faithful in providing feedback, at least on my haiku.
But not a peep today about that haiku, and nothing (from her--or anyone) on the longer piece.

Could it be Election Day has y'all too busy to be reading our entire site?
Or is it possible that the piece was censored--and I am the only one who sees it?
~ OMK

Misty said...

My most sincere apologies, Ol' Man Keith, after my morning Jumble work I got caught up in working on a presentation I have to give to the UCI Emeriti committee tomorrow morning, and just lost track of everything else.

And your lovely poem, kindly presented to me, is wonderful and much appreciated--thank you so much. Thank you for lauding Sally's world view, brilliantly called her Weltanschauung (yes, I put in the 'a'), and her sewing, and her independence, and her many other virtues. And your rhyming is simply a delight: dividend, spend, friend--clutches, blushes--and my favorite, Don Juan, chiffon. Wait, wait, there was another favorite: encore, door.

You are a brilliant poet, Ol' Man Keith, and I plan to copy your verse and save it in my own poetry file. So thank you again for this gift today.