Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for November 20, 2018

The exquisite subtle nuances of ancient Mesopotamian poetry is often lost in translation.

The apricot and maple syrup will make the tastiest glaze, although removing the pits is still just craze. A beaver eater…

The unearthly smell of Transylvanian dew may etch its way into the codicils of the Zombie Bear King

There’s a good reason Stan Lee didn’t use “Ration the apricots!” as his sign-off line.

Drape the trellis and the table cloth carefully.

And yet, there are no parenthesis or even brackets presented as evidence of that.

I think I’ll just concentrate on that first phrase, the one in the lovely cyan, and leave the heavy lifting to others.

Go Beavers!

And while You’re at at, immanentize the eschaton.

This person obviously voted for Mondale.

The universe works on a math equation

that never even ever really ends in the end

Infinity spirals out creation

We’re on the tip of its tongue, and it is saying

We ain’t sure where you stand

You ain’t machines and you ain’t land

And the plants and the animals, they are linked

And the plants and the animals eat each other

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Modest Mouse, Never ending math equation

Ground The—

“…. you for there be will I … fall you If”

(to be read backwards, ground to top)

I never thought I’d see a sorority beaver.

A Thanksgiving tryst, beneath a cenacle festooned, gobble —gobble gormandize, as above, so below, mashed basted whipped and sliced, wishbone dreams and gluttonous motives, save room for pie!

The Sanskrit warning could not be missed, and yet was rarely heeded, it is true there was a waiting list, beaver and stick cannot be impeded.

“who put the ape in apricot?”

I confess! I am dried-apricot profligate!

But I do not gnaw through the furniture, unlike some questionable Froglandia denizens of the beaverage variety. And, BTW, what the heck is a squirting trellis? I’ve never met one, and hope I never do.

Happy Thanksgiving, Froglandia! Live on, lamely!

Irrational Apricots.

Weren’t they a Techno-Punk Jam Band?

Under table canoodling & cuddling.

I’m up for that.

I like beavers.

What about the kumquats? Do they need to be rationed as well?