Weird Willy
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At times, I get a wild hair up my mass and write strange things,
About whatever weird wild subject my old memory does bring.
I guess these weird things are inside all of us just wanting out.
So I planted the seeds and just let all my weird things sprout.
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Weird Willy
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I’ve written old blogs about “Cutting The Cheese” and “Farts”
When I was feeling a little weird as my daily writing did start.
There was “Hemorrhoids” and “Boogers” too, in my written art,
And my “Ingrown Toenails” collection willed to Tamara by heart.
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.”Every once in a while when nobody’s around, I pick a booger out,
To make sure I get it all off, I roll my fingers around and about.”
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I’m not sure why these weird things deep inside me come out,
Perhaps, because in my childhood days, they were fun, no doubt.
They’re all about things most people just don’t talk much about,
In their everyday life, passing others by while raising their snout.
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.”The “Poot” is just a real small toot ripped by the nice ladies.
They try to make it sound soft and sweet so that just maybe”
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I think everyone has some of these devilish things deep inside,
Wanting to get right out of them too that they normally do hide.
I have to admit it felt so good to write them in a blog about me,
For all of those that might be interested to take a look and see.
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“.I walked into my room and on the wall saw a shadow projection,
It looked like a man with horns with sharp claws on his hands.”
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There was a blog called “Silly Billy” that I told my strange ways,
About a ritual I went through in the mornings to start my day.
Sometimes it kind of embarrasses me when I recall what I said,
But at least now my family will remember it long after I’m dead.
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“Don’t you ever die you good looking mouse.”
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I wrote a blog that shows my bad temper called “Road Rage”.
And my bad reactions to stupid acts of others on our road ways.
I guess I should not let that rage take over and control my actions,
Causing me to do stupid things as a very bad driver reaction.
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“There’s the guy traveling well below the speed you start to pass
Who speeds up blocking you off, I’d love just to whip his ass.”
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I wrote a blog about “Sleeping Outside” when I was just a boy,
That tells of some of the pranks we pulled that we did so enjoy.
In a blog called “Fun Things” there were more pranks we tried,
While growing up in our school with our young man’s pride.
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“My friends and I slept in the back yard with a blanket or two.
On the transistor radio, we listened to Oklahoma Cities’ KOMA”
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If you want to read some old blogs that I previously did write,
Go to the ‘search posts’ box on this blog on the side to the right,
And type in the “blog name” in that box over there on the side.
Then press search and it should take you right there if you tried.
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.”In a couple of minutes, Luke then got a strong bite on his line,
He hooked the large bass with the flick off his wrist just fine”
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You will get an abbreviated form of the blog on that one plate.
Just touch or click at the very bottom there on that publish date.
And the whole blog will appear for you to read at your own will.
So go back and read some of the very worst of old Hawg Jaw Bill.
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“.Snowto was a snow.white ferret that loved his masked brother,
Called Bandito because he had a natural mask like no other”
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There was “The Bar Fight” and “Beer Shots” in the early days,
And “Gas Flares” and “Double Moon” when I was in a phase.
And showing that side of me that I’m not very proud of, I say,
If you read these blogs, you may never look at me the same way?
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“His partner was behind me punching me in the kidneys hard,
Rocky pulled him off and knocked him to the floor so jarred.”
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By Bill
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Thanks for reading Weird Willy,
Bill