The Silly Billy

I tiptoed past the medicine cabinet
So as not to wake the sleeping pills
I looked at worms with a magnifying glass
But could not tell the difference between boys and girls

I looked for the corner in a round room
For about fifteen hours
I peed outside into a stiff wind
And was baptized with a shower

I threw my clock out of the window
To see if time really does fly
I could not balance my checkbook
Though I gave it a really good try

I do not look into the refrigerator 
Because the mayonnaise is dressing
How much wood a woodchuck can chuck
I try to keep on guessing

I am the Silly Billy
The composite of simple folk
Laughed at by everybody
As the butt of my childhood jokes
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Devonshire Avatar
August 8, 2011 at 10:23 PM
LOL I heard the clock joke before, Joe, and love your sense of humor! Great poem. Hope you'll enter my Bald Eagle in the Cemetery contest. Love and blessings, Carolyn
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August 8, 2011 at 8:09 PM
Joe-So funny! :) Thanks for the laugh!
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