A Wordle in your ear

Just a quick post about a cute little program given to me by my Sister-in-law Sue, it's called "Wordle" and is available via this link.

Sue teaches autistic kids and is always on the lookout for teaching aids that will hold her classes attention, the little gem below was created by having Wordle assess the word useage on my blogg.... the bigger the type the more frequent the word!!! Bloody seems to be the runaway leader which I couldn't quite work out until I saw the poem Oodna-bloody-datta listed... nuff sed.


I'm not sure I'm going to thank Sue for this idea.... it has taken the combined brain-power (not an inconsiderable resource) of Holtieshouse and Wazza's Place hours to work out how to get this onto the blog.

For any one so inclined you can have some fun with Wordle, so have a play around.

I will be home later today and may even resume normal service fairly soon, for those who have not seen it before here is a rerun of Oodna-bloody-datta.. a tiny outback settlement in SA.

Oodna-bloody-datta

The bloody town’s a bloody cuss,
No bloody trams, no bloody bus.
And no-one cares for bloody us
In Oodna-bloody-datta.

Just bloody heat and bloody flies,
The bloody sweat runs in your eyes.
And if it rains, what a surprise
In Oodna-bloody-datta.

No bloody fun, no bloody games,
No bloody sport, no bloody dames.
Won’t even give their bloody names
In Oodna-bloody-datta.

No bloody clouds or bloody rain.
No bloody curbs no bloody drains.
The bloody council’s got no brains
In Oodna-bloody-datta.

The bloody goods are bloody dear’
A bloody buck for a bloody beer.
But is it good, no bloody fear
In Oodna-bloody-datta.

The bloody dances make you smile,
The bloody band is bloody vile,
They only cramp your bloody style
In Oodna-bloody-datta.

The best place is in bloody bed
With bloody ice upon your head,
You might as well be bloody dead
In Oodna-bloody-datta.

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