Farewell Family And Friends
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Here’s a short story poem to announce the end,
Of the Hawg Jaw Bill Blog for family and friends.
I think 1100 blogs in four years is quite enough,
And everyone is surely very tired of my blog stuff. Continue reading
Monthly Archives: March 2018
Yesterday and Todays Toons
Yesterday and Todays Toons
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I went back to my check Bighead toon progress over two years,
And I found my very first old cowboy Bighead toons so bare,
To compare them with my latest cowboy Bighead toons now,
To determine if my toon drawing has improved a little somehow. Continue reading
The Early Years Growing Up
The Early Years Growing Up
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Out in the Texas Panhandle town called Phillips,
Is where I was born as I made my very first trip.
This documents my young life traveling the USA,
And life until and after we were back at Phillips to stay. Continue reading
March On Bighead Toons
March On Bighead Toons
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I’ve drawn a few more Bighead toons as March blew in hard,
Based on memories from my old mind that often get jarred.
I still draw with black ink and I never throw anything away,
Then color them with colored pencils my own particular way. Continue reading
Fun Through The Years
Fun Through The Years
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I scanned through an old photo book I found yesterday,
And pulled out a few old pictures in there along my way.
We had lots of fun in these moments captured in time,
That I have written about in this story poem blog of mine.
I’m so glad we took lots of pictures through the long years,
As they bring back special memories and some joy tears.
I think this is the reason I use pictures to help tell my story,
As I remember all the good times we had with all their glory. Continue reading
Our Last Misque Fling
Our Last Misque Fling
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In the summer of 1998, Pam and I did our last Misque dance,
In the streets of Miami, Oklahoma where we did then prance.
We did not know at the time it was our last dance exhibition,
But appropriately, we all were invited to a fish fry expedition. Continue reading
Panhandle Critters
Panhandle Critters
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As a boy, I spend a lot of time in the canyons,
Checking out critters I saw there on the run.
One of my favorites critters that I did often see,
Was the collared lizard looking so cool to me.
Strange Neighbors
Strange Neighbors
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Over the years, I have lived in a quite lot of different places,
And we had some strange neighbors as we ran our races,
In this story poem, I’ll tell you of things that did happen,
Using fictitious names so their real names won’t blacken. Continue reading
My Dreamland Place
My Dreamland Place
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There was a place I used to go as a young boy with my dog,
To lose myself in dreams on adventures as a young Hawg.
I loved this time by myself in my dreamland place out there,
That I have written about in this story poem to me so dear. Continue reading
Hawg Jaw Rebounds
Hawg Jaw Rebounds
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It has now been a month since I wrote a Hawg Jaw blog,
Since it was my birthday month, I did well without the Hawg.
I have gotten a little bit restless since March came around,
And have written another story poem blog on the rebound. Continue reading