Willie Sutton was not a “word whiz”
And you won’t find his name in “showbiz”
But his quote I prefer
Came to him while “in stir”
“I rob banks ‘cause that’s where money is!”
Tiddly Widdly Willie Little Winkie Wee
Was ever so lovely and kind to little old me
I met him when I was living next to the sea
I think we were two, but we might have been three
Tiddly Widdly Willie Little Winkie Wee
was a lopsided dragon with a golden eye you see
My best friend forever, I nicknamed him Handsome Tee
He took me flying at night to Tennessee and Kentucky
My sister was scared, she was frightened of Tee
He was as big as an ocean liner in the deep blue sea
But he was gentle and kind, and he truly loved me
I will always love my pal, Tiddly Widdly Willie Little Winkie Wee
On the move
Trucker’s style
Every highway mile
Off ramp routes
Through the night and next day
Destination to destination arrive
Sometimes clear skies
Storms in otherwise
Trucker’s highway friends
Flashing of headlights and horns blowing
Around highway bends and mountain highs and lows
Views below
Town citizen waves
Eyes on the road and behave
Truck stops
Restaurant eats
Country songs
Accelerating as I move along
Trucker’s wheels
Turning Turning Turning
Truckers Horn music
An orchestra trucker’s selection
Friendly hand and fearless
Smokey enroute
Careful watch in patrol
Rollin on schedule
CB write over and out.
Wee Willie Wagtail, sleek and spry,
Flew up to catch a bug on fly,
When along came a wily willy-willy
Swirling winds aloft willy and nilly
Loop-de-looping poor Willie, up into sky!
Willie Howard Mays
set the baseball world ablaze
for many an NL MVP he did bid
and earned the sobriquet Say Hey Kid
Willie Nelson
likes to play music for fun
he doesn’t need money for his family to feed
but as a sideline he developed his own brand of weed
From way down in "Bama"
Stirring echoes of Big Mama
A thunderous storm that brewed from the Deep South
Each word could be felt when it left her mouth
With her immense presence, showmanship, and confidence
She would capture the hearts and minds of her audience
She stood tall, shoulder to shoulder amongst the sultans of Blues
She didn't have to put on airs 'cause she stood comfortably in her shoes
A woman, a beautiful black woman oozing with creativity and soul
In her kitchen, she took lemons and made pitcher after pitcher of sweet lemonade that she always served cold
Oh, Big Mama you brought that good medicine to the soul when you sang
You bellowed melodies that reached up and tugged on heartstrangs
Oh, Big Mama I see ya' cookin' with your horn, too
Blowin', just blowin' so beautifully as only a few can do
You were so good that some felt a need to copy you and steal your money
Shameful shadowy expressions of a "Hound Dog" depraved music industry
Never to be replicated or duplicated
One of one, you were, but still, you're often imitated
From way down in "Bama"
Stirring echoes of Big Mama
once a small dog named joe willie
complained that his mouth felt silly
for every night
he chomped and he bite
a can of alumn spiced chili.
outside, I usually I keep my stegosaurus Wild Willie hidden,
but if I shriek he comes at a gallop, feeling validated and bidden.
Police have come twice, called by my neighbor Sam, who is full of fright.
I laugh, asking who has ever seen a real dinosaur, right?
Willie cannot got to work with me, because I work at an elementary school.
They do not even allow pets, for fear they might sweat, potty, bite or drool.
He stays at home in his corner eating eggs and rice, watching Netflix.
His tail accidentally opens the curtains, which causes a real conflict.
I bring home eggs and rice, so Willie is totally content and clean.
He has a little poo pile out back, where his poos are used for flower sheen.
We have never had an argument or disagreed on anything remotely big.
Except he did have a hissy fit when I suggested adopting a pot-belly pig.
Wee Willie Winkie ran through the town,
upstairs and downstairs, in his nightgown.
The ladies were aghast at what was on display;
they went into a tizzy, which caused some disarray.
Complaints were made to Burghers, Mayors, one and all;
(in truth, though, Wee Willie was a little small).
But rules are rules, and rude is rude;
so Willie’s now in jail; for being rather crude!
Willie Anne finds faeries at least once a day
Sometimes in the field, forest, meadow or hay
How she finds them, no one can say
but when we come out, they all fly away
Had given Willie all of our praise;
To see great plays would watch Mays;
Out in field, we did find him roam;
A baseball field was friendly home.
To play baseball always did love;
Caught fabulous flies with his glove;
When the bases had been loaded,
He hit ball and bat exploded.
After runners crossed the bases,
We would see smiles on their faces;
After they had scored run by run,
Found that game was finally done.
Amazing Mays was no longer here;
Frantic fly Into clear sky did disappear;
Baseball always would love and laud;
New team on will be coached by God.
Willie a winking velvet snowman doll delights me in a way
He came to live with me on a blizzard-laden day
Not likely to melt at all, he is made of material so warm.
Loving him to pieces has not brought me any harm.
Wee Willie Winkie
Let out a stinky
That made the young girls cry
On his lips with his pinky
Wee Willie Winkie
Said that it wasn't I
Willie Winkie got wed to Sue Lee.
Consummation though just could not be.
The more that they tried,
the more Sue Lee cried.
Winkle’s willy was just much too wee.
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