Shoot My Mouth Off

Dad said Willy Munn had jumped the gun and he raised his fists to everyone then he shot off his mouth... so I went to his house no perceivable damage was done! But he saw my nose pressed to the pane so I ran away back down the lane but he came to our door and he yelled and he roared and my parents swore I could explain! So I faced him while filled with pure dread and I told him all my dad had said and nobody looked pleased not a soul was appeased... Were they sad that no hole aired Will's head? And as second thoughts came I declared how I thought Willy Munn had been spared 'cause his face was a mess even when at it's best from the punches when tempers were flared. When I looked at the three I just knew that my days spent in listening were through and I thought I should shoot that small place where my boot was now lodged there with yesterday's shoe. I remembered a little to late 'bout the last time that dad set me straight "an idiom's not real the true idea's concealed I don't always mean all that I state!"