Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for July 25, 2019

But at least you got to stay home and indoors when you pressed your face against the glass and longed for what you were denied.

That’s got to be worth something!

#liesparentstell

…Momma told me not to come…

…she said that ain’t the way to have fun, son…

…but Momma tried…

…Momma do you think they’ll break my heart?….

….Momma Mia S.O.S…

…Momma don’t let your babies grow up to be cowboys…

…when I find myself in times of trouble mother Mary comes to me…

…Mommy, why does everybody have a bomb?…

… how highs the water. Momma?…

…grandma got run over by a reindeer…

…Momma’s in the graveyard, Daddy’s in the pen…

I can still hear the ice cream truck tunes in my head.

I wanted that job…. make children and whoever happy, the middle of the night though?My Uncle Harry, worked at a candy manufactor’s.Like • Reply

The ice cream truck that preys on my neighborhood plays a repeating version of Turkey in the Straw, a song that has nothing to do with ice cream, or summer.

A very blue childhood.

And you bought that.

Well … I guess that COULD be Joan Crawford’s daughter.

You mean it isn’t true …? Mein Gott in himmel …!

The last time I heard an ice cream truck it was paying the Scott Joplin rag that was used as the theme for “The Sting”.

Talk about subtle confessions.

Yo’ mamma’s a 8¡τ¢#.

I’m guessing (just guessing, mind you), this could be autobiographical.

“…and see how beautiful and slender you look now! All those ice creams are gone, but your beauty is here. You should thank me.”

The world became a united place, mostly by force. A lot of Intentional Goodness got done. Hydrocarbon energy industries were squashed. The internal combustion engine died. Reduced capacity solar and wind power were implemented. The green CO2-free grid was made real. Thing was, if you didn’t have a lot of money or belong to the government class, then you didn’t have any access to personal transportation, electricity, heat or air conditioning. You just didn’t need it. You didn’t count for anything. You weren’t important. The New World Anthem, which sang of “All Goodness for all people”, meant “None for you”, to most people.

That Mean Mother and warped childhood go far to explaining Frog Applause!

Here, we can all help by sending yummy ice cream to Sister, care of the Convent of the Sisters of the Perpetual Lame in Froglandia….

Turkey in the Straw is what our ice cream man always played.