Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for March 19, 2023

Bathe the battlements!   Man the sporks!   Stab your food with children!

Not a gin!

often it happens Too.

Pain the painted pony let the spinning wheel spin.

Go round merry…

So you want us we should leave? D’is party over? Woe has become you.

Cradles cat in. Son I grew up just like you. My dad was just like me…

Head of mine this is over. Words to be said are lame from me.

Window the down. Curtain the shut. Ness of dark.

Order here. Pull a head to window.

The Granddad of Vlad. Photography, it was just getting bored.

A Band for The Seamstress.

Migraine is a cruel mistress

When having a migraine, everything seems to spiral out of control…all thoughts are mired with twisted thoughts and spiraling evil doings…

Best to stay calm, grab a COKE, close the door and shut off the lights…then chill!

Fold your eyes and pray a saying.

The party must be over, even the losers are leaving…

dementia settles in

The artwork makes my headhurt (sic) …!

(turning it upside down helps)

April IS the cruelest month. March on!

Put the baby in the oven and bathe the turkey.

This comic makes my headtwo hertz, donut.

Snatch a hen for a walk across the stree?

Only if you penetrate to the other side.

Chicken’s abreast March to the beat.

Obviously, I got here way too late to know what’s going on. Actually, lately it doesn’t seem to matter what time I show up, I ain’t gonna know what’s goin’ on. I’d better call the Alzheimer’s Police. Maybe they’ll fetch me a street jacket.

Take a wild on the walk side.

Ticket punch.

Hey Joe, this world thinks, by blue child of mother nature.

“Lock the door. Erase the lights. Let’s go for a cold brew down in the town square!” That should shake off your headfore woes. At least, it usually worked for us, there, then….

…dam n dyslexia…