Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for November 24, 2023

That sounds as if it could be the randy title of a song by Fats Waller.

“A dehoy who was terribly hobble,

Cast only stones that were cobble

And bats that were ding,

From a shot that was sling,

But never hit inks that were bobble.”

-James Thurber, The 13 Clocks

Nice lawn you have.

You’re the eye of my apple, the cherry above my ice cream sundae.

I was going to mention the denser air, due to the limited mobility afforded by fluid dynamics, beneath my avian appendages, but it didn’t roll off the tongue, so I went with “The Buttress of my Flying”.

6.9 in the Maug Islands. Should be a bit quieter in December. But maybe a volcano!

…is it too much to ask for a couple, ’The’s’?…

…yes, very understandable…

…being BLACK Friday & all…

…still half comatose from the tryptophan hangover…

…realizing that The Detroit Lions throwback game included sucking, again…

…and the biggest horror of all…

…only ‘thinking the ’Virginia Pipeline’ joke…

…and,it- a half hour later – appearing on my phone…

…‘The’ possibilities linger as coincidence in my consciousness…

…that I know to be just wishful thinking…

…but, as Wilco sings,‘Where would we be without wishing thinking?’…

…and as they say in, ‘Second Hand Lions’…

…‘Sometimes the things that may or may not be true are the things a man needs to believe in the most.’…

…Get off of that couch. Turn off that m.t.v. …

…or the next step in our evilution…

…can I have some Borg, please?…

…no one has asked for Borg, before…

…quotes from the Froglandia poet, Texas Burritto, about the necessity of reading Frog Applause to stay human…

you are the most ut!

walking the green mile

Did Yoda write this strip?

Sounds a little like Verses of Vlad.

Post bird digestion I am in ….

You had me at suckle.

Easy for you to say.

Say what? Lmao

Soooooo BEE it!

Cupid ain’t got nuthin’ on you. The lame of my lame.

Scape of my land

Flair that I breathe

If old Vlad wrote poetry, It would sound like this! Walking while reciting, recommended only for the well-practiced….