Fresca solved Wordle Challenge #1 just by giving it a quick glance. A piece of cake (easy as pie!)!
La Belle et Bonne Bianca Castafiore finds the Wordles a doltish passetemps but is fond of this Citrusy Cyclamate who recently plunked herself down in the middle of one of Retired Educator's many fab pity parties. La Fresca's appreciation of choses tintines and her hearty cries of "blistering barnacles" have endeared her to the shy, retiring diva.
The first Wordle was a jumble of the opening of Joyce's Ulysses:
Stately, plump Buck Mulligan came from the stairhead,
bearing a bowl of lather on which a mirror and a razor lay crossed.
A yellow dressinggown, ungirdled, was sustained gently behind him
by the mild morning air. He held the bowl aloft and intoned:
—Introibo ad altare Dei.
Ten thousand thundering typhoons!
ReplyDeleteThis Citrusy Cyclamate is deeply honored to be dubbed a WorldeMeister just for recognizing Mr. Mulligan's yellow dressingown!
You are a treat, Ma Chere, and I am truly grieved to hear of your ill-behaved shoulder doo-hickey: 10 out of 10 is an achievement one would not wish to claim.
And yet, what amusing jewels you share...