Short Hillbilly Poems
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Asteroids, do not scare me
Had a great life, appeared on TV
Banjo in a folk group
In a hillbilly troupe
For brekkie, enjoy weiners and beans
Happy as a lark, they call her Lily
She teases farm boys, acting so silly
Tells the corniest jokes
The kind told by old folks
Lily's a pretty Hee-Haw Hillbilly
fiddler speeds music up
dancers are getting dizzy
crowd claps and stamps
you are in hillbilly country now
make some noise if you want to live
bluegrass is real here
There once was a real smelly hillbilly
Got a case of bad breath from hot chili
He breathed, and banzai
You thought you might die
He'd add curry powder willy-nilly
Not Ike, JFK, or Lyndon B.
Tricky Dicky, Gerald or Jimmy C
Ronald, HW, or Hillbilly Bill
“W”, Barack, Trump, and Biden still
Yet, I keep voting and hoping that somebody will
Finding humor in the most common of things
Is the ability reserved for a bunch of us dingalings
Ya gotta be silly
A silly hillbilly
Even if you start accosting strangers in the spring
Began wearing a bikini to the beach recently
Caused much jealousy especially with the fillies
My shape was the reason
Conjured up a threesome
My legs reminded them of a ravishing hillbilly
snow
stampede
suburban
ghosts of factories
shotguns checked shirts, red necks,
rust the vultures waiting for
memorial alabaster
6/22/19
written by James Edward Lee Sr.
Clarity Pyramid/Form
Me thinks Hillbilly Vance is too highfalutin'
A big corporate crack pot? Yeah, yer darn tootin'
Gimme Jed Clampet any day
Jethro, Granny or Ellie May
Not a hack for a huckster who praises Vlad Putin!
On top of old mango tree
Climbing high, wild and free
High above the mountain top
Wishing signal would not flop
Writing my poetry
On top of old mango tree
While the skies up above
Lauding the courage I have
June 3, 2023
Strumming on my Guitar
Some hillbilly song
Simple harmony form
Style and roots in folk
Sometimes singing romance
Sentimentality
String accompanied song.
15.10.2020
‘Pleiades 2’ Contest
Music Genres: Country
Sponsor- Joseph May.
Limerick : Once Hillbilly Bumpkin came to town
Once Hillbilly Bumpkin came to town
Citizens mocked this no-make-up clown
She hitched ride on red bus
To Piqued-Silly-Circus
And there let drop (her) feathered eiderdown.
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013
fribbling squibbling marshmallow sticks
flipping, flopping, doing amazing tricks
marching down main street with hillbilly hicks
one does a cartwheel, landing on hot bricks
just did that for kicks! Just did it for kicks!
hilarious malarious, marshmallow sticks!
Hillbilly VP JD Vance
Surely hails from bad circumstance
Though spruced up by Yale
He acts much too male
To hide the wee lance in his pants
Note: Many other misogynists share this issue (DT, EM, 19 year-old college drop out Rye Country Day School wimp "Big Balls", etc).
Cradled in blue genre
Core of Cazun music
Cowboy folk melody
Carried to southern states
Consists of ballad tunes
Cliff Carlile’s hillbilly
Changed to hot western pop.
October 16, 2020
Syllable count : 6 each line
Checked on howmanysyllables.com
Contest : Pleiades 2
Sponsor : Joseph May
hllbilly hoe down
hard piece of straw in each mouth
bibbed overall dance
banjos and fiddles
potluck of fancy desserts
arkansas ham hocks
hound dogs on the porch
homemade corn liquor from gramps
square dancing parents
loud bluegrass music
pink taffy pull for the kids
toothless grandmothers
I’ve been silly, willy nilly,
Not your neighborhood, hillbilly,
Silly is, as silly does,
Silly whiz, I was.
If my brain goes clink, clink, clink,
And my skull, begins to shrink,
What I think, my thinking got,
Linking think to thought.
Now I leave you, for this reason,
I'm alive, in dead skunk season.
The Drunkard’s Loss
Dr. James E. Martin
©August, 2013
“I don’ts got no money”,
The hillbilly said.
“If I hads some money,
I’d be elsewhere instead.”
A question arose
About the loss of his dough.
“I should have adhered
To drinking more slow!”
He finally came around,
And discovered anew,
He should never be found,
With that drunken crew.
Time for me to give the best man's toast
It's the moment that I've dreaded most
What can I say Mister
You married your Sister
I've had her and that's nothing to boast
In fact, last time we were together
We did it with whips, chains, and leather
But bondage made her mean
So I broke it off clean
Now little Bro, you can have Heather
Call me hayseed, bumpkin, hillbilly, or crazy hick
Fresh inspiring country air surrounds me thick
I could run outside naked if I wanted
I live where deer and wild turkey are hunted
Wild boars wander up to my yard to root
My garden has veggies, my trees bear fruit
The sun I see is better than most ever find
Taking me away from the country would be unkind
(This is a fictional poem)
I'm a hillbilly who eats possums, squirrels and Chipmunks too.
Alvin and the Chipmunks came to my house and I turned them into stew.
They were cute and they had charm.
They thought I'd welcome them with open arms.
When they came to my house, it was a stupid thing to do.
Chip and Dale are at my door and I'm going to devour them too.
Form:
Old hillbilly Huck was no prude;
He picknicked outside in the nude.
But a bee left a sting
On his ding-a-ling-ling
And neighbours heard something quite rude!
23.05.19
Syllable count : 88668
Bawdy Limerick Contest - Let's Keep It Pg-13 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Tania Kitchin
Brevity Poetry Contest No More Than Six Lines Poetry Contest- Caren Krutsinger
Hillbilly magic in the heat of the day
Playing homemade fiddles in the middle of May.
Blowing into Grandpa’s jug with a merry hey.
Knee slapping melody with my cousin Shay.
Adding to Arkansas lazy ambiance in every way,
Black comb with waxed paper kazoos added to the fray.
Consuming Bob’s moonshine in secret shadows of dark gray.
Good ole’ fashioned downhome fun on a June like Saturday.
Where Hillbilly Jack
Sent his pregnant wife, Jill,
Was not for a pail of well water.
She tramped up that hill
For some swill from a still,
But returned with a new baby daughter.
Jack wasn't amused
When Jill told him the news,
And he yelled, "Whar'n tarnation's mah likker?"
So she crowned him and drowned him
Where they still haven't found him.
Hillbilly divorces are cheaper and quicker.
Meercat was invited to a field one day
He had never been to one, so he said “hooray!”
The field was yellow, with lots of happy heads.
What are these flowers called? He asked the river beds.
The river beds laughed. But answered not.
They are sunflowers yelled a hillbilly from a cot.
You are in Kansas now, so you’d better get used to yellow.
Meercat felt spectacular next to them, a really dapper fellow.