Not easy to make any sense out of using all the words in the given order, while also creating a rhyme, this week!
In green ball gown she rings the bell;
After admittance, a penguin-suited
Waiter will lead her in, as well
As furnish drink-tray with glasses fluted;
To festive board she goes, but eats,
In talk, no more than what a mouse would bag;
Men the orange to suck for sweets —
She has their secrets taped on disk, the hag!
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Haha…… Sucking on an orange beats a lemon any day. 🙂
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Well, Col, your entry makes more sense than mine this week! 😀 In order once again (I did try that this week, but failed…)
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I was forced to get a bit long-winded to make them work, this time. The hardest thing was arriving at a narrative to facilitate the use of all of them, never mind in order!
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Well done!
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I am glad you have fun when you write as you have clearly done with this poem.
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Particularly engaging and entertaining wordle, the sense unforced, the images strong. You are spoiling us, ambassador.
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Thanks, indeed. I have added two words important for sense and meter. Can you spot them?
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Hmm, *the* orange? Sorry, it’s been four hours and I am a bear of little brain.
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‘In talk’ is what I added to show she is gathering grist for her mill.
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