Really Awfully Tolled


Worgle 252 from The Sunday Whirl is a particularly hard one to do with all words in the order given, plus brevity, rhyme, and sense.  Here, the sense requires a particularly agile imagination:

Wordle 252

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On mission, when unwilling to be lost,

Tolls keep on track to sense misleading gloss;

Though itch, some nights, no bell should pay such cost,

Rings spring to stand against direction loss.

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Active septic geranium who plays with words writing fantasy novels and professionally editing, with notes writing classical music, and with riding a mountain bike, horses and dinghies.
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10 Responses to Really Awfully Tolled

  1. I tip my imaginary hat to you. I can’t write a poem that rhymes when I get to pick my own words! Super duper! You’re quite the trooper! Oh, hey! I did it! 🙂

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  2. Amazing! If you can smoothly do 12 given words in 4 lines that is certainly a heroic effort

    Hank.

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  3. Stephanie Haahjem says:

    Oh man- that is excellent!

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  4. Enough, Les. You don’t have to put yourself through that torture, but I suppose that having started you are unwilling to give in.

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