Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for September 03, 2016

An’ wehr awl real excited ’bout it.

Due to their pint size, you’re sure to be surrounded by them without you even noticing..

A cucu what? (Notice that I did not say, "a caca what?)

Wow. They look like perfect little watermelons—roughly the size of a large grape. I’m guessing they taste like cucumbers (not EVERYTHING can taste like chicken.)

Continues? When did this invasion begin? Why am I always the last to know what’s going on?

The preferred term is “melon of questionable sanity”.

Get while the getting’s good. The invasion will take a turn. It is called winter, winter, winter.

Later, the scientists would developt an invasive species called the broccoflower to combat them.

What is and what should never be

Are they burbless???

High Lame:(And ode to FA, apologies to John Gillespie)

Oh, I have slipped the surly bonds of sanity,And seen a hundred things you have not dreamed of.I’ve caught the cucumelon in its cave,And flung my brain through languid lumps of lame,

Cucumelons were a minor hallucination back in the days of Dandelion Wine.

You failed to close a parenthesis. Normally that would warrant 1 demerit from the Teresa Defense League. However, since it occurred in a sentence that also included a reference to The Creator, its 2 demerits this time, Bub.

Why are all the townsfolk in this benighted burg staring at us? Have they never seen a platoon of cucumelons on the march before?Well, have they?!

Was there a memo about the invasion that I missed? Maybe I was sick that day. Not that I remember being sick. And of course it would not have been due to Frog Applause. Must have eaten too many cucumelons.

You were probably hiding from Neighbors Bearing Zucchinis !