At first I didn't recognize this as e e cummings because of the All-Caps convention of the comic strip. So my question is, does Arthur Z want us to believe he wrote this himself? Or does Karen Moy?
Oh brother.I love my husband, but if he started spouting corny poetry (even e.e. cummings, who was a resident of my current home state Maine. We even have a street named after him, but I digress.) I would tell him to cut the crap and tell him he was probably up to something.Estelle is such a dum bulb, she is being set up for the shakedown. Will it happen? We have three more weeks of sappy poetry until we find out.
I think Wanders has cracked the case. Arthur Z is archie. He just disguises himself by jumping on the Caps Lock key first.
First of all, his dum pome don't even rhyme. Sheesh.Second, I wonder how many body parts Arthur has hidden in his freezer.-- Scottie McW.
Wanders, you are rocking the secret messages this week, and it's only Tuesday!Between her gullibility and her collection of crazy cat lady mugs, Estelle is driving me up the wall, and I can't wait for her romantic fantasies to crash and smack her on her head. BTW, if she's such a cat fancier, why didn't she get one on her own when the late Jimmy died? (I know, I know, because KM needed a foil for Mary to foist the annoying Libby on.)Yesterday Chin Napkin Groupie mentioned the flap over the Plain Dealer (Cleveland) dropping Non Sequitur from its comics, and some letters to the editor suggesting Mary Worth as a prime candidate for oblivion. I also saw those letters and have decided it's time to write to the PD to urge it to keep MW and direct discerning readers to this blog. Help from any of you would be welcome!
I have a better poem."Estelle kept her cat in a bucket..." I cant go on, as this is family friendly.
I don't know, Chester the Dog. I live on Nantucket and it's pretty family friendly here.
Today's Boldface Haiku is titled"'Kay, Bye".Hello. Poem.Love.With, my...without...I, you...Sigh!
My daughter and I regularly exchange haiku.With the utmost respect and admiration for the brilliant Meg - following is Arthur's haiku + 1 ....Estelle my darlingYou're sweeter than honeyI'm stuck overseas ...Please send me some money
and Nance is brilliant also...
There once was a gal named Estelle, who was as naive as all hell.She wired 5Kto her beau in Malay,who told her, 'Thanks and farewell.'-- S. McW.
Great stuff, everyone, and the perfect secret message, M. Wanders! I am intrigued that Arthur the Plagiarizer has been talking to Estelle for WEEKS. This is the fastest I have ever known time to move in the Worthiverse.
Oh, yeah- he's definitely catfishing.
Here is the real story. Libby is in the next room...https://www.shutterstock.com/image-photo/cat-talking-on-phone-286021763?irgwc=1&utm_medium=Affiliate&utm_campaign=Amarelo%20s.r.o.&utm_source=95937&utm_term=
I'm loving all the Poets here! They don't need to crib from cummings, that's for sure.And even if the Cleveland Plain Dealer drops Mary Worth, we can still read her online at any number of spots. NEAR, FAR, WHEREVER SHE IS! OUR HEARTS WILL GO ON! Looky there. I just cribbed (sorta) from James Horner.
(Actually, I cribbed more from Will Jennings, who wrote the lyrics.)
@Nance, now you’ve got me imagining Estelle and Arthur Z. as Kate Winslet and Leonardo DiCaprio. Ugh, my head hurts....
Arthur actually seemed like an almost nice guy, then he had to go and ruin it by revealing himself to be the worst, hackiest bachelor yet. I’d be shouting the word “Sigh!” into the phone at this dope, too. Hey Mr. Z, name ONE other e.e. cummings poem. Just one! Surely there’s at least two in the “1,000 Poems For Wooing People Who Know As Little About Poetry As You Do” that you picked up at LAX on your way to Kuala Lumpur.
Plain Dealer folks, I can relate. About ten years ago the NY post took their one page of comics (which consisted of Mallard Fillmore, Mary Worth, Garfield and Sudoku and this fugly to the point of disturbing comic called Quigmans) and replaced it with one more page of sports. But please don't be like Wilbur and end up on a cliff about it. The Plain Dealer may listen to all of your phone callws, cards and letters and like Wilbur's absurd column they'll keep the equally absurd Mary Worth.Getting back to Estelle: Boy, this guy is patient. He hasn't reeled her in yet for the cash yet. According to KM's paragraph this lovey dovey nonsense has been going on for weeks. I wonder how much the guys at the internet cafe in Ebonia are laughing at her stupidity. Hey Estelle, I have a poem for you:Violets are blue,Roses are red,I got your cash,Now you can drop dead.
e.e. cummings is all good and well but try a little John Donne:Licence my roving hands, and let them go,Before, behind, between, above, below
SIGH! she yelled at the top of her lungs — usually when I read poetry, I scream ENNUI! and set off fireworks, but whatever —
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