The Ballad of Blossom and Wordle

In early days I found you bright,
We had good fun, and quick delight,
But now alas my love has curdled,
You have gone sour, my gentle wordle.

So farewell, we’ve had our kicks,
Wordle 1,078 3/6

With Blossom I have new love found,
and skills that grow with every round.
Twelve times each day I seek your pleasure,
Squandering my guilty leisure.
An S? An R? Four squealy Es?
Seeresses come! Our hearts to please.

And after, when our love is done,
I pause to ponder words not spun
I take a peak to seek out tricksters
And find ‘saururaceae’ from Merriam-Webster!

 

  • Guy Dauncey, June 2024

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