Hawg Jaw Billericks
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There once was a Hawg Jaw that tried to write Billericks,
Who wasn’t too good with the short four line pick ups.
But he just didn’t care because he was getting no pay,
So all he did was to make it silly as around he did play.
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Hawg Jaw Billericks
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There once was a fine old man named Craig,
Who liked hot tobassco sauce all over his eggs,
One time he spilled too much there on his plate,
And he felt that fire again a full day after he ate.
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There once was was fairly old man named Gary,
Who had a mustache on his upper lip quite hairy.
He put cheese in his stache and faked a big sneeze,
Everyone thought he blew out a boogie for all to see.
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There once was a middle aged man named Carl,
Who hunted deer in the woods like a real star.
He took along his only son by the name of Ben,
And they put meat on the table when Ben was ten.
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There once was an old woman by the name of Brenda
Who played bingo with a lady she was a good friend of.
When she liked only one more number to get a bingo,
She would squirm until she got it, and then let it go.
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There once was an old man by the name of Gene,
Who would hit you with his back hand so clean,
As he talked to you sitting while driving in a car.
Not realizing he was bruising you if you drove far.
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There was once an old woman by the name of Linda,
Who dressed in funny costumes looking so splendid.
And clogged up a storm with Misques and the Cuties,
As she did her funny act looking like a real fine beauty.
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There once was an old man that we all called Fred,
Who wore a checkered dew rag there on his head,
When we all did the Fred Shuffle Dance in the bar,
He may have been the best dancer, but not by far.
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There once was an old woman named Darena,
Who sometimes drank wine like a wild hyena.
Until she was a little inebriated drinking Riesling,
Then got sentimental with a charismatic feeling.
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There once was a nice old lady named Pam,
Who ate lots of those brown beans and ham.
They tasted so good as she ate them on down,
Then cut bad smelling gas that made us frown.
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There once was an very old man named Bill,
Who took a whole lot of those prescribed pills.
One day he fibrillated and had to be shocked,
To get his heart beating right before he croaked.
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By Bill
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Thanks for reading Hawg Jaw Billericks,
Bill