Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for October 19, 2019

One way Dick kept Jane happy, was to sit on the roof spot.

A fine way to spend time for the gable bodied….

But make sure you’ve had your shingles vaccine..

And get your mind out of the gutter

Normally, when somebody quits their favorite drugs, they move on to something harder. Or sometimes they get clean entirely and turn into preaching tyros, shouting from the rooftop, gathering all their flock in their wake to tour the Promised Land. Or they turn into flesh zombies, getting their high from friction and fluids. But Bob’s legit, and he’s not pushing anything. He’s not looking at me like he sees a tasty treat. He’s just quit it and not making a big deal of it. And, he’s not filled with fire ants like I am. So now I’m sort of curious what he’s got going on.

……sitting on the roof and watching the constellations….aaaaah

It’s got a good beat. I’ll give it an 85.

sit on my roof come with me

Sit on my roof and I’ll push you off, push you off like a cat I will.

You’re just so much dead weight after a roofie.

Sit on my roof … what the hell for …?

On my roof sit … the hell for what …?

My roof sit on … hell for what the …?

Roof sit on my … for what the hell …?

This is a salacious invitation.

Singing Zappa set to his hologram.

each neighbouring neighboring antennas were not quite compatible for a receptive reception

The Words go round,

Two at a time.

’Tis the Language Dance!

P.S. Please do not fall off the roof.

Just hope there aren’t any el Chuzas around. They are shape-shifting brujas who seek out people, especially wayward children out side late at night. Never imitate their call. Attracts them right to you! They have an affinity for owls and will take on some of their appearance. And they can change their size too.

The parade’s done passed me by. I guess I’ll just sweep up.

Come read my comment here.

My comment here come read.

Here come read my comment.