Tuesday, 22 February 2011
Puzzled Magpie 54
Torture.
Scourges bestowed on humanity:
Pestilence, pain and profanity.
But nothing that I saw
Was worse than a jigsaw
For self-induced total insanity!
"Never in the field of human endeavour has so much time been spent by so many for so little!" Me.
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Completely enjoyed this Stafford!
ReplyDeleteOh but Stafford, puzzles are FABULOUS! If only I had room for one these days...
ReplyDeleteThis one was meant for me! I am the worst at puzzles! :D
ReplyDeleteMy wife loves them; I fidget with them in exasperation.
ReplyDeleteNow there are folks who actually stay sane working those puzzles - they say it's good for the aging brain.
ReplyDeleteI do puzzles only once a year when I go camping with a puzzle fiend! Hilarious as usual...what would we do without you!??
ReplyDeleteWhat a hoot! I love jigsaw puzzles and this poem.
ReplyDeleteMurphy's Law ... There are always missing pieces. Maybe the dogs eat them, I don't know. Total torture for me. Very funny poem.
ReplyDeleteTell me about it. My grandmother loved puzzles and used to make me sit with her and do them. Once we did an enormous one of the south pacific ocean. It was all blue. All of it. I still have nightmares about it.
ReplyDeleteI love your wit!
Love finding just the right place, the perfect fit for each piece, leaving us puzzled still to find the other specks left as holes in the picture.
ReplyDeleteYour quote at the end is exactly how I feel about jigsaw puzzles. Here is a little glimpse into my personal life:
ReplyDelete* Christmas 2009 - my husband's boss gives him a monstrous jigsaw puzzle (a band of leopards in a dense forest) as her gift. He tells her he will enjoy putting it together on his week off in February 2010. He puts the few pieces he has together, along with all the rest, on a board and places it on top of a bookshelf in an unused bedroom upstairs.
* Feb. 2010 - week of vacation comes and goes, puzzle stays on top of bookshelf.
* Christmas 2010 - I ask him if he might tear it down and at least store in box. He informs me that his Type 'A' boss actually asks about the puzzle from time-to-time & he doesn't want to lie that he is still working on it.
* To date - I am considering allowing our two large dogs upstairs and encouraging a riotous day of play in that room.....
Must admit, I love jigsaws - and your version in verse. :)
ReplyDeletePuzzles are funny...you wrack your brains and nerves getting them together, and then you finally do and then....now what?
ReplyDeleteTrue but love them all the same!
ReplyDeleteI could never understand the attraction.
ReplyDeleteI love jigsaws both man made and man himself...atleast the man made version has the chance to be completed and perfected...loved your words.
ReplyDeleteI just want to stay a while with your words, your poem, and take it in. Painful and beautifully written.
ReplyDeleteI share your sentiment, Stafford!
ReplyDeleteThe ways of the world are alarming indeed!! (sigh)
And you've expressed it really well here!
P.S: LOVED your quote at the end!!! I mean..really.. it was just too good and oh so true!!