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  1. What a fun piece. And thanks for introducing me to a new word. I might try yomping some time, though I imagine it’s more fun without the full kit.

    • Well,Jalal, you have not yet arrived at the age of worrying about “how to walk….how to get from here to there….” those English words, “bimble” and “yomp” are unusual, and part of the fun of this poem…
      They may be fairly new words, not in some dictionaries, but available on the internet πŸ™‚

      • Thank you for the clearing the picture.l couldn’t find the words in my Merriam Webster dictionary .l will search the internet. My regards.Jalal( by the way l speak German ,Turkish,Armenian and Arabic )

        • Glad you found them, Jalal. They are the kind of words that probably sound especially odd and funny to a native English speaker….which was why I used them, in a humorous poem. I have enjoyed our conversation about them, too!

          (There is a famous poem “Jabberwocky” by Lewis Carroll, that some comments refer to above. It’s known by most English speaking school children and is full of funny words that are not real words, but almost make sense because of the way they occur in the sentences.)

  2. Well, I feel like Mrs Gimble halved today after falling into my dog Jack’s full water bowl head on. Slap bang down to the floor I went courtesy of the amazing monster MS. Drenched to the skin – it’s a large bowl – I had just got dressed which takes ages and had to do it all over again. But good old Mrs Gimble made me smile 😊 Ouch!

    • I would have cursed to high heaven! I’m sure you hurt in unspeakable ways, but I hope you didn’t sustain too many physical bruises. And I know how tedious it is just to get dressed. Some painful days I just don’t bother. The poor dog looks at me quizzically as if to ask: why are you crying? I want to say because it’s so hard, so frustrating, to do the simplest things. In a way, it’s good that I live alone, so I don’t have to answer to anyone’s concern, except the dog’s! πŸ™‚
      Why. Is falling, which can be so painful for the fallen, often humorous to an observer? I detect a smidgen of humor in your comment, but as the French say, Bon Courage, Chris. My heart goes out to you. ❀

      • Yes there was a smidgen of the funny stuff in there but I think I always do that, maybe, to ward off any embarrassment I may feel, even if I only fall in front of the animals. I think that’s the psychology surrounding my hint of humour anyway, because like you say, falling isn’t funny at all; it! It’s horrible and yes I am hurting physically too, all over. Plus the little box thingy I have to wear to lift my dropped foot, had to be messed with as the electrodes got wet so new ones had to be fitted and I had only fitted new ones yesterday as the others were worn out… Oh I could go on…
        I feel for you too, those days when it all just seems too much ❀️

  3. Haha…I love this limerick!!!β™₯ You had me wondering what Bimble and Yomp was for a moment. I guessed with your reputation for words they can’t be made up – but they do sound like they could be!! πŸ˜€ So I looked them up. I was very close with yomp, I guessed it was some kind of marching hike. But I just couldn’t imagine what a bimble was. I think I favour the bimble! I can bimble quite well, not yomp, not any more! 😦

    • Bimble and yomp seem like jabberwocky words, I agree. I discovered them in a totally earnest piece of writing, though, so I had to look them up. They do sound like what they mean….a bimbler bumbles, and a yomper, romps and whomps. Fun words, they are, and even my auto- correct 😈
      may be getting used to them! πŸ™‚

  4. Very satisfying word-play. I was going to ask for meanings, but I see others have sorted that out already. The whole poem has made me feel bouncy (so it’s a good thing my computer stool has a solid block of polystyrene).

    • Not a bad average, Frank. ( Like you, I am a former teacher….can’t resist causing someone to learn something πŸ™‚ ) You’re probably the only reader who counted the number of words in this limerick, Frank. I myself had to go back and check…..yep, 31!

  5. Bimble and yomp are lovely words which I enjoyed researching on the internet. How did you come across them as you were, surely, not part of the Falkland’s war? You limerick is lovely and worthy of Lear’s memory. On first reading I thought that I had heard bimble before which could be true as I grew up in NE England which is touted by some as the place where the word originated. Spell check doesn’t like bimble at all but yomp seems to pass muster. Odd!. Thank you again for giving me a good smile.

    • I love words that are new to me, especially onomatopoetic ones. I remember the Falklands war, but that wasn’t my source. I like reading diaries of long hikes, (maybe because I can hardly walk now, this is a vicarious pleasure) and had just begun following an especially interesting one by a man who completed the Appalachian trail from Georgia to Maine, when somewhere in there, several synonyms for walking, especially tramping and ambling through woods and difficult terrain brought up the words bimble and yomp. Further research told me about the Falklands, and also the possible origin of bimble in the NE of England.
      It was spellcheck, believe it or not, that got me going on the limerick: every time I typed bimble, it gave me nimble (still does), and yomp always wants to be pomp. Funny, the inspirations for our poems, and stories. Glad you liked this one, Jane. I know you’re an Edward Lear fan!

  6. I couldn’t find a contact info on your blog but I was suggested to approach you from one of your followers (Mary) since I’d love to add a recording option to my blog for the month of April. I’m posting about French idioms and their meaning in American English and some of my readers would love to hear the expression in French. If you read this and can get back to me at evelyne@holingue.com it would be terrific.

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