Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for December 09, 2014

It doesn’t matter, Teresa.You’ll always be the nut cluster in my Brach’s Assortment.

The marsupials in my closet applaud your neanderthal break dancing

I have an osprey in my pocket and I know how to use it

My synapses need retuning. Pass me the toad-wrench

Take away the sponge, custard and jello. I will not be trifled with

Kiss me, Mrs Velociraptor

I sing the song of the radiator in the night.

Give me your mandolin. I am going to bed.

The mushrooms are planning a rebellion

We are the monsters from under your bed. Now that you have swept us under the rug, expect to be tripped up in random, awkward moments.This is why we need Teresa.Is Teresa back yet?

…its not sunday…

I dislike prissy know-it-alls and self-anointed critics. Let St.Teresa of the Lame save us from mediocrity!