Archives for January 2009

Willie saw some dynamite,
Couldn’t understand it quite;
Curiosity never pays.
It rained Willie seven days.
~Anonymous

Little Willie found a mirror,
Went and sucked the mercury off,
Thinking in his childish error,
It would cure his whooping cough.
At the funeral, Willie’s mother
Sadly said to Mrs. Brown,
“‘Twas a chilly day for Willie
When the mercury went down.”
~Anonymous

Willie fell down the elevator,
Wasn’t found ’till six days later.
Then the neighbors sniffed, “Gee whiz!
What a spoiled child Willie is!”
~Anonymous

Willie bashed open baby’s head
To see if brains are gray or red
What a naughty boy is he
He shall have no jam for tea.
~Anonymous

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