Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for March 17, 2017

Every package tour should come with a nice little ribbon.

Very Standishes….

Ah, ha! A spork in the road. It’s decision-making time.

Then lace up your walking boots and start hoofin’ it.

The spork is just there for a bit of visual excitement.

ROUGH DRAFT: The Lunch Uneaten

Two sporks converged in a buffet cannister,

And sorry I could not utilize both

And be one ravioli eater, long I stood

And looked upon one as long as I could

To where my eyes watered from the effort;

Lovers travel a confusing road when they decide to spork and cart.

I took the spork less traveled.

It might not be a snowy wood, but I’m reminded I have miles to go before I sleep. And miles to go before I sleep.

…Terry couldn’t say ‘snakes’ through because there are no snakes in Ireland…except that nasty Kathleen O’ Hare….

….more foon than spork it still was in the road…

…though she liked to kid, she couldn’t take a ribbon…

…I can see for miles and miles and miles…oh yeah…

…this is more path than road…

…I celebrate St. Valentine’s Day & and St. Patrick’s Day and Christmas and I’m an atheist…

…Said the person that believes in nothing…

This old highway she’s hotter than nine kinds of hell

The rides they is scarce as the rain

When you’re down to your last shuck with nothin’ to sell

And too far away from the train

Billy Joe Shaver

A spork is not a choice.

@HAPPY, HAPPY, HAPPY!!! – What about Hobson’s spork?

D’fhéadfadh go mbeifeá i gcónaí a bheannaigh leis an ádh na nGael !

Happy Naomh Pádraig’s Day !

Make them pay, for kisses on St. Patty’s Day.

If you come to a spork in the road -take it !

Oh, no!

A fork in the road, but only this endless ribbon! What to do?!

Oh, oh, oh!

A Sign…ice cream and cake, a mile ahead….

Appears as if you could travel for miles in circles..

Spork, having long ago come to terms with his reclusive nature, was relieved to have left knork and spive far behind, and was feeling a renewed sense of purpose.