Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for June 03, 2016

Now Some they do and some they don’t,and Some you just can’t tell.Some they will and Some they won’t,and Some it’s just as well…--Super TrampGoodbye Stranger

I think it’s just flies, circling and landing occasionally.

That tingling, after-shower feeling stays all day!

So, it’s invisible hair on top of visible hair, ehh? Or. a kind of special aura specifically for hair?Or maybe just the miasma emanating from an unwashed cranium?

That urge to rip your hair out by the roots?Oh, yeah… that’s how you know it’s working!

Air heads… one and all.

Trump displays this graphic wherever he does his hair. Or toupe, or whatever that is.

Did someone say Hare?

You cannot fit a squarehead into a round hole.

Head cheese. Ask for it at your deli counter!(Heads and Chi, or Qi, sold separately.)

‘Cause I got a greaseful queasy feelingAnd I know you won’t keep me down‘Cause I’m already spinning, all around-Der Beagles, Greaseful Queasy Feeling

my head of hair is under my hat

The halo being, of course, the winter heating accessory.

Take me to the Head Hare of your Circulating Committee.

What? That Good Morning Starshine guy?

Okay… Most Brutal earworm ever? Check!What else is on my list?

“Close enough”, she snorted. “What’s with the Waynes? Is this a Batman remake? Is all this comic book action really going to take you anywhere?”“The Waynes were taken out by a Lone Gunman,” I said. “This was three OOT rats trying to resolve an anomaly they created earlier. What they lack in finesse, they make up for in crudity.” The Splatter didn’t happen until 1996, so we had plenty of common past for cultural reference, and it looked like she had a decent grip on most of it, and was quick enough to be able to use it. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d had an interesting conversation. This might qualify. I could finally get my brain some fresh air, maybe see things in a new light, without Rats ventilating my skull.