End For The Hawg
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Old Hawg Jaw Bill has had much fun and many thrills,
Writing poems about everything until he got his fill.
Since all good things must always come to an end,
This poem will be the last from Hawg Jaw, my friends.
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End For The Hawg
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I have now said about everything that there is to say,
So I am putting Hawg Jaw to rest from his long stay,
I’ve told my story once and I seem to be telling it again.
Although it’s in a little different form from back then.
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Old Bill, may write stories under a different name,
But for Hawg Jaw now, this will be the end of the game.
A new guy, Willie Ray, could arise from inside me.
But his stories could be fiction rather than memories,
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Don’t look for Willie Ray any time in the near future,
As I’m going to be busy doing other things first for sure.
I would like to think Hawg Jaw will somehow be missed,
After years of blogs about fun, love, and life with stress.
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But it’s okay if no one really cares if Hawg Jaw’s gone,
Because we all know I did this legacy for loved ones,
So all my grandkids grandkids will meet me someday.
By reading my life’s action stories as told my own way.
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I could ramble on and on for a few poem verses more,
But why bother as Hawg Jaw doesn’t want to be a bore.
So I’ll leave you all out there just walking the floor,
Just wishing the Hawg might stay around for more.
May God bless you all. Goodbye for now.
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The End,