Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for July 28, 2021

How can little letters have so much LAME in them? Find out how…

https://tinyurl.com/LittleLameLetters

Ah, a dear, sweet, lost little lamb, cast adrift by false prophets. Come my child, have a seat here in my recreational vehicle so we can discuss God’s marvelous plan for your life!

…she begged for forgiveness…

…just to save a little face…

…but all Kelly really asked was…

…what if there is an allspice?…

…she couldn’t keep the gingerbread man happy…

…but Ginger from billing never knew such happiness…

…Kelly was back up singers on Neil Young’s, ‘Cinnamon Girl,’….

…though an outcast for obvious reasons…

…she still liked the priests with the hot buns…

…that was as plain as the nose at the end of her face…

Is that you, Pip?

It’s a two-faced lie!

Better an outcast from the church of Cinnamontology, than belong to the bitter ole bitties of the Wandering Bitter Root Society, on Main St.

Face it, I’ve seen cinnamon rolls bigger than her head.

I’m certain they’re both better off.

Her doublespeaking lead to intolerable doublethinking … and they resented her quadrupleseeing through it all …!

When the woman prone to spoonerisms asked the plastic surgeon to put a smaller nose on her face…

Ginger and nutmeg are down the block.

“Sugar and spice and all things nice … that’s what little girls are made of.”

You can only get to be a member of the church if you can eat a tablespoon of cinnamon dry

She needed them like she needed another hole in her head.

This was the time to decide how the arc of employment would be conducted. It was that time when nothing was decided, and the particulars of both sides of the agreement were in flux. The employer side was pretty much settled, with each employee required to reflect and reproduce the face of the employer, in small. But the other side, well… That was flexible and open to arbitrary manipulation. Every situation was pretty much a version of recombinant reproduction, to replicate existing reality in a future setting. At least, that was how Cecil saw it. That is how he saw everything, though.

She fit the profile all right, but something about her was just a bit too on the nose.