Hillbillies, Bybillies 'N Blowbillies

I once knew a boy named Billy I thought he was originally from Chile Mostly ‘cause he loved his hot sauce and chili Toting everywhere his jar of piccalilli It turns out Billy was really the local hillbilly I should have known, that was really silly ‘Cause Billy craved to barbecue anything chilly On his boombox would play loudly rockabilly Going around back roads willy-nilly And Billy liked nothing girly or frilly Till that is his eyes fell on fancy Miss Millie With her exotic palate straight from Piccadilly At first Billy would get nothing but stares that were grilly Till he offered Miss Millie a fine thoroughbred filly She let out a cry that was remarkably shrilly All she secretly desired was a bouquet of tiger lily When Billy misunderstood and brought her back a water lily Seeing through Billy’s shell Miss Millie paused standing stilly ‘Cause Miss Millie was way deep down a wannabe tilly AP: Honorable Mention 2020 Submitted on April 11, 2018 for contest HILLBILLIES, BYBILLIES AND BLOWBILLIES sponsored by CAREN KRUTSINGER