Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for September 29, 2023

Icarus flew too close to the asylum

he has a future though ….. in asylum

What’s really ironic is that Mr. Dweebledorf only pays Ted chicken feed.

Then Ted went to work for Boeing.

The Management at Acme Funeral Supplies and its subsidiary; Cardboard Casket Company frown on any form of levity.

His interest didn’t fly with the people in charge.

Adding further insult to his mental genius, Ted was even demoted to single pencil status for his pocket protector.

he’d get a promotion at my place

Some jobs might make one flighty.

It was the mating ritual dance that got Ted in trouble with HR.

More wing surface Ted ! You’re not getting any lift .

Also ironic was that Ted thought he would go far with his Con-dor attitude…

(¬_¬)

Ted hoped to feather his nest but instead laid his last egg. He flew the coop and the co-op.

In a bizarre twist, he now works for chicken scratch in the birds-of-a-feather Fox henhouse, coming up with birdbrained takes on “news” that little birds tell the hosts, never to eat crow again.

The lamest of sitting ducks, Ted got all his ducks in a calculated row and now kills two birds with every worm, as he enjoys his gilded cage, wrought from his bird’s-eye-views of assorted, sordid goose, geese, moose, and meece chases.

A night owl, Ted’s goose was never cooked and continued to forever lay golden eggs for him … Ted, the goose who never again had to take a gander at ugly ducklings. Or early birds slaving away in the rat v. work races…

The eagle-eyed may say Ted’s swan song is still ahead, even inevitable, having an albatross like that around your neck.

They forget about the tale of water and a duck’s back. Ted will never chicken out and accept the truth. Birds of a feather will flock together and remain free as a bird.

After all: A bird in the Fox is worth two in a court.

No cat among all them viewing pigeons out there, ya know.

[and so on]

Ted’s career is now in a holding pattern.

It didn’t help, Ted’s whole flap about “Help me, I’m molting” in that wicked-witch voice he liked to do.

Good morning Balladeers!

That “glass ceiling” is not just for women.

Can’t beat any of the zingers today, well done crew

With a little encouragement he could have started Twitter.

Is that the Chicken Dance????? :)

It’s also ironic that even with the best beak, Ted lost in the pecking order.

Ted had just watched “My Life as a Turkey” by Joe Hutto.

management didn’t like the way ted was just wingin’ it…

Ted did fly…just not in a jet.

Ted tried to rise up through the ranks by flying, but turkeys can’t fly, so he was grounded.