Gary’s Blog

Little Willie on his bike
Through the village took a hike.
Mrs. Thompson blocked the walk;
She will live, but still can’t talk.
~Anonymous

Little Willie, mean as hell
Threw his sister in the well
Mama said, when drawing water,
“Gee, it’s hard to raise a daughter.”
~Anonymous

Willie, in a rage insane
Threw his head beneath a train
All were quite surprised to find
How it broadened Willie’s mind.
~Anonymous

Willie’s on the railroad track
The engine gave a squeal.
The engineer just took a spade,
And scraped him off the wheel.
~Anonymous

Little Willie hung his sister,
She was dead before we missed her.
“Willie’s always up to tricks!
Ain’t he cute? He’s only six!”
~Anonymous

Willie in the cauldron fell;
See the grief on mother’s brow!
Mother loved her Darling well,
Willie’s quite hard-boiled by now.
~Anonymous

Little Willie, full of glee,
Put radium in grandma’s tea.
Now he thinks it quite a lark
To see her shining in the dark.
        ~Anonymous

Little Willie with a thirst for gore,
Nailed his sister to the door
His mother said with humor quaint
Willie, dear, don’t scratch the paint.
~Anonymous